Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 21

Timothy interrupted Sharon by saying, “Let’s just enjoy our dinner.”

Laura looked at Mia with a kind smile and said, “I had them prepare your favorite soup-clam chowder. Timothy, fill your wife’s bowl for her.”

Mia’s eyelids twitched. She wanted to reach out for the ladle herself, but Timothy beat her to it. He took her bowl and filled it for her.

As she stared at the creamy soup, she suddenly lost her appetite.

“What’s the matter?” Sharon scoffed. “My son personally served you that bowl of clam chowder. Are you turning your nose up at it?”

Laura gazed at Mia in concern. “Do you not like it, Mia?”

“That’s not it, Grandma. I quite like the soup.”

As Mia picked up a spoonful of soup, she felt a pair of eyes on her. When she smelled the soup, she instinctively frowned.

She forced herself to take a mouthful but couldn’t bear to swallow the second mouthful.

A few seconds later, Mia set down her spoon and heaved like she was about to vomit.

It was strange. Mia had always liked clam chowder, so why was it making her nauseous today?

“Mia, could it be that you’re pregnant?” Laura exclaimed in joy.

In an instant, two pairs of disbelieving eyes fell on Mia.

a little

lurch in emotions made her feel even more nauseated. She ran to the bathroom and vomited

emptied out all the gastric acid in her stomach as well. The feeling was rather

to get some tissue, someone

spotting Timothy, she faltered and didn’t finish her

I must’ve gotten a cold. I’ve been

deep voice rang out above her. “Since you have a cold, let Dr. Levin take a

minor cold. I don’t need to see

“Is that so?”

in front of the sink. She couldn’t back away

blue striped tie he was wearing. He had decided to go with it

“Look at me. Mia.”

but Timothy got impatient and grabbed her

in his dark eyes, he asked, “Are you hiding something from

throat. “What are you

Mr. Barrett?

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always called him Timothy in that timid and careful tone of hers. Now that

she had become a

leaned in with a furious gaze. “What do

to compose herself. She replied, “I’m not pregnant.

believe me-”

wouldn’t I believe