Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen ) novel Chapter 1176

Unbeknownst to them, Sage hadn't been deeply asleep. He had actually awakened the moment Timothy took him from Mia's arms.

However, he had apprehensions about the situation becoming awkward if he were to wake up in Timothy's embrace.

Hence, he decided to continue pretending to be asleep until they arrived home.

After stealing a glance at Ginger and Sage, Mia softly closed the door behind her.

She couldn't help but notice the perspiration glistening on Timothy's forehead.

"Here, have a sip," Patricia offered, handing him a glass of water.

"Thanks," Timothy said, accepting the water and taking a gulp. "I should probably get going now."

As Mia observed Timothy's silhouette fading away, she eventually trailed behind him to the door. Meeting his gaze, she reassured him, "You don't have to dwell on Mrs. Barrett's words."

Timothy's footsteps came to a halt at Mia's words. "She was speaking the truth," he conceded.

Watching him walk away, Mia decided not to follow.

She hadn't anticipated Sharon's prior knowledge of Timothy's true lineage. This made her wonder about the emotions Sharon had been wrestling with over the years whenever she was around Timothy.

Before long, Patricia joined Mia's side. "What's going on? Timmo doesn't seem to be in good spirits."

"It's nothing major," Mia replied, trying to ease Patricia's worry. "We spontaneously decided to visit the amusement park today, and the kids had a fantastic time."

Patricia paused, her gaze lingering on Mia. "Mia, are you and Mr. Barrett—"

"Aunt Patricia, please don't read too much into it. There's nothing romantic going on between Timothy and I. Today was simply a regular outing for the kids to bond with their father, nothing more."

"Mia, I can't help but notice that Mr. Barrett seems different lately. Maybe you should think about giving your relationship another chance."

Disregarding Patricia's advice, Mia stood up. "It's getting late. I think I'll turn in for the night."

"Silly kid," Patricia teased, letting out a faint sigh.

Glaring at the frail Laura, Luna pressed on, "Of all people, you should have been the one to go. Life would have been so much easier if you had just passed away.

"But no, you had to cling to life, making everyone miserable. If only you had allowed me to return to the Barrett family earlier, none of this would have happened, would it?"

Without a second thought, Luna decisively unplugged Laura's ventilator. Watching Laura struggle for breath, a chilling smile spread across Luna's lips.

"You have only yourself to blame. Perhaps in your next life, you should try being more compassionate and refrain from looking down on others."

In an instant, the hospital room door swung open with a forceful push, revealing Timothy standing in the doorway.

His expression was hidden behind a mask of anger as he exclaimed, "Luna, it seems you were the one who pushed Grandma down the stairs all those years ago, wasn't it?"

"Timothy, what are you doing here?"

Luna's resolve wavered at the unexpected sight of Timothy, a shiver of fear coursing down her spine.