NovelEnglishMia quickly leaped out of bed and hurried over, her voice tinged with urgency. "Why are you casually browsing through someone else's belongings?" She swiftly retrieved the photo album from Timothy's hand, her heart pounding with apprehension. The thought of Timothy stumbling upon pictures of her children filled her with uneasiness.
If Timothy were to discover Sage's photos, all her efforts could be jeopardized.
Knowing Timothy's sharp intellect, Mia feared he might connect the dots.
As Timothy's hand cup empty, he regarded Mia with curiosity. "Why are you so jittery? Are there scandalous photos hidden inside?" He hadn't even begun to peruse the album.
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Mia breathed a sigh of relief at his assumption. "Well, there are indeed spersonal photos of mine in there. | certainly can't allow you to see them." She clutched the album tightly, discreetly scanning its contents to ensure Timothy didn't catch sight of anything suspicious.
To her surprise, all the photos of her and the children from inside the bedroom seemed to be missing.
What could this mean? Had Peyton preemptively taken care of these potential risks? "Well, Peyton definitely deserves a bonus for this!" Mia mused silently to herself.
Observing Mia's cryptic behavior, Timothy's curiosity about the photo album was piqued further. What exactly was she concealing? Clearing her throat, Mia spoke up, "By the way, what are you doing in my room?" "Last night, someone got drunk, and | ended up spending the entire night taking care of her. She was even talking in her sleep the whole time." Mia regarded him skeptically. "What did | say during my sleep?" Had she unintentionally revealed something while sleep-talking? Timothy's expression grew complex. "Mia, it seems like you really despise me; you were even cursingin your dreams!" As Mia drifted off to sleep last night, Timothy had remained by her side, only to hear her angry murmurs directed at him.
A twinge of guilt flashed across Mia's face as she recalled the tumultuous dreams from the previous night.
Nonetheless, she swiftly composed herself and confidently remarked, "It must have been memories resurfacing." "Did anything cback to you?" Mia shook her head. "No, not really. It was simply a chaotic dream. But in it, someone was rather bothersome. It's baffling how | ever fell for you in the past!" Timothy pursed his lips tightly. "I'm sorry." Upon hearing his apology, Mia's expression shifted uncomfortably. "Better late than never. Anyway, please leave. | need to freshen up and change clothes." Mia couldn't take the risk of letting Timothy stay in her bedroom and potentially finding any clues.
As she stepped out of the dressing room, she lightly touched her face and murmured, "Did Gertrude forget to moisturize my skin after removing my makeup last night? It feels so dry." Timothy's voice cut through the air. "Gertrude didn't mention that to me." His words puzzled Mia.
She turned to him and asked, "Wait, did you remove my makeup last night?" It was then that Mia realized she was dressed in a nightgown instead of the evening gown she remembered having on.
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Her hand halted in mid-air as she looked directly at Timothy. "Hold on a second, who changed my clothes last night?" Timothy arched an eyebrow. "What do you think?" "Timothy, you're just a bodyguard. How dare you change my clothes?"
Remaining composed, Timothy answered, "Since you've given birth to my daughter , it's only fitting that | take care of you in return."
Mia was utterly stunned by his response.
Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she impulsively grabbed a pillow from the bed, hurling it at him. "Who asked you to take care of mel"
Bloody hell!
Blushing intensely, Mia quickly made her way into the dressing room . Once inside , she firmly closed the door hehind her and hid her face in her hands, overwhelmed with embarrassment.
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