Meet My Brothers

Maya was anxiety–ridden as she faced Timothy. “Timothy, I’m thinking of the bigger picture. It’s best for everyone to know more about the surgical plan.”

“What’s the point of him knowing more about the surgery? He’s not a doctor,” Connor was literally driving her to the edge with his calculated words.

The smile on her face was barely holding up.

Suppressing his anger, Timothy stood up and glared at Maya. “Let’s talk about it after Dr. Lane meets with the other doctors.”

With that, he left the office.

She grabbed at his arm, but he flung her hands away. There was no warmth in his eyes. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

In the end, Maya stayed riveted at her spot awkwardly. She looked back at Connor. “Connor, did you have to say that?”

“I was simply telling the truth, wasn’t I? I thought both of you were all lovey–dovey because you were so jittery about marrying him. But based on what I’ve seen, I don’t think he has feelings for you.”

“Connor, Timothy and I are getting engaged. He has feelings for me. He was pulling a long face because of my little mistake.”

His eyes narrowed. “Oh really? Did he not agree to the marriage because you promised to make the surgery happen?”

Pale–faced, she denied, “How could that be? We’ve known each other for three years now. If it wasn’t for that accident, I would’ve become his wife a long time ago. Connor, I know you’ve never liked me since we were young, but I hope you won’t stop me from chasing after my happiness.”

“Since you’re so certain that this is your so–called happiness, have it your way,” Connor growled. “Maya, although I’ve never been fond of you, I opposed the marriage simply because I don’t think he’s the right fit for you. It was for your own good.”

Despite her being the adoptive child, he couldn’t turn a blind eye to it.

She mocked, “Was it for my own good? Connor, if that is truly your intention, stop blabbering so much and do your best for Mrs. Barrett Senior’s surgery.”

She stormed out of the office, with one thing etched in her mind–she wasn’t a Lane and she could forge her own bright future.

Only power and status could bring happiness in this world.

Felix queued in line to foot the hospital bills, nearly bumping into a man in black suit.

Felix’s head shot upward and he met a pair of shrewd eyes that sent chills down his spine.

In terms of height and aura, Timothy surpassed Felix.

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Timothy recognized him as the man who took Mia to the hospital.

Timothy’s lips tightened and his gaze dropped to the bills in Felix’s hand.

“Paying the bills?” Timothy asked coldly.

“Y–Yeah,” Felix replied instinctively, completely taken aback by Timothy’s imposing presence.

A crease formed between Timothy’s brows. His expression appeared unnatural as he questioned further, “Is the patient alright?”

Questions swirled in Felix’s head as he wondered, “Does this man know Mia?”

Timothy prompted impatiently, “I’m asking you a question.”

Felix answered, “The patient is fine. Sir, are you here to see the doctor?”

No matter how Felix looked at it, Timothy appeared weird to him. The way he spoke was commanding, and that face seemed familiar to Felix.

He gave it a serious thought before asking vehemently, “Are you Mr. Barrett? The president of Barrett Group?”