Meet My Brothers

Before Mia could say anything, Mildred piped up sycophantically. “You must be Timothy. Honestly, Mia didn’t even tell us about her marrying you. We didn’t expect you to be so outstanding! This must be a blessing from the heavens.

“If Mia ever acts up or throws a tantrum, you can let me know. I’ll teach her a lesson!”

Mary smiled and added, “Yes, exactly. We’re a family now, so we should help each other out whenever necessary.”

Timothy had long since looked into Mia’s background. He knew she was an orphan but that a couple had adopted her. Despite that, she’d grown up with her aunt. That alone was enough to tell him that Mia’s adoptive parents weren’t exactly great people.

He looked at Mary and Mildred coldly. “What do you guys want?”

Mary’s eyes lit up. “It’s simple, really. The little bitch won a million dollars in prize money from that competition she participated in, yet she didn’t bother asking whether we needed anything.

“Her brother’s going to start dating soon. Who knows when he’ll get married? All he needs now is a house so he can get married, yet she’s not even willing to pay for that.”

Mia couldn’t take it anymore. She shouted at Mary and Mildred, “Get the hell out of here right now!”

She should’ve been more forceful earlier and had the security guards kick them out. That way, Timothy wouldn’t be aware of this mess.

Mary stood up straight. “This house belongs to Timothy, not you. If he hasn’t said anything, what gives you the right to kick me out?”

Mia clenched her fists tightly. She felt ashamed. She didn’t even dare to look Timothy in the eye, afraid that she would see mockery and scorn there. Her dignity was already hanging by a thread; she didn’t want it to be destroyed right before the divorce.

Mildred and Mary’s sudden appearance here had ruined everything, though. Mia lowered her eyes self- deprecatingly. She didn’t look at Timothy or say anything.

She supposed this was a good opportunity for Timothy to tell Mary and Mildred about the divorce. Timothy could also let them know that she had no right to make any decisions in this household. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Once Mary and Mildred realized they couldn’t get anything out of her, they would probably leave. It would be for her good.

After a moment of silence, Timothy said, “She calls the shots in this household.”

Huh?

Mia stared at him in shock. He was poker-faced as usual, and his eyes were like vortexes. She couldn’t read him, but one thing was clear-there wasn’t any mockery or scorn in his eyes.

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Had he just said that she called the shots in this household?

If not for her hearing every word he’d said, she would’ve thought she was dreaming. Was that something Timothy could even say?

Mia wasn’t the only one who was stunned. Mary and Mildred were equally taken aback. They exchanged looks

of disbelief.

Then, Mildred said shamelessly, “Since you’ve married an outstanding man who treats you so well, Mia, I’m sure you’re not lacking anything. Why don’t you give your brother one of your smaller properties, then?”

Mary wasn’t as obnoxious as before. Her tone was gentler as she said, “Think about how we adopted you when you were younger, Mia. You grew up safe and sound because we took you in, and look at the man you’ve married now.

“We’re not asking for much-all we want is for you to cough up some money to buy a home for your brother so he can get married. He’s your brother, you know! You can’t stand by and watch him struggle to make it in life.”

Mia took a deep breath. “I’ll say this one last time-my money is going to go to Uncle James’ hospital fees. I have no right to give it to anyone else.”

Mildred turned to Timothy. “Our family isn’t too well-off, Timothy. Can you lend us some money since Mia’s brother needs to buy a home?”