NovelEnglishCocking her brow, Mia looked at Timothy.
She wondered if Timothy really thought that she was going to forgive him and reconcile with him.
His gaze gave his thoughts away.
That was exactly what he was thinking! Was she such an easy person to him? Timothy's eyes were still fixated on her. "Mia, you're indeed special to me, and I realized it too late. You're not a mere decoration. I was happier than anyone else after knowing you were still alive. Because this is the only chance I can make up for my mistakes." She drew in a deep breath. "But why couldn't I see that in the beginning?" "I'm dense when it comes to relationships. Overconfident too. I've never treated a woman this special before, so I'm afraid to face the change," Timothy admitted.
Her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't meet his eyes. "At that time, I did like you but it was none of your business. You don't have to think that you've letdown and feel guilty about it," she said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTimothy's hand rested on her shoulder. "Mia, I'm a loser in relationships. You deserved so much more than I did back then. You were honest and responsible in the relationship." She scoffed, "Oh, don't put it that way. My feelings for you were a burden to you, remember?" It pained his heart to hear that. "No, you weren't the problem. I was. I was a jerk." Mia couldn't understand her emotions right now.
Immediately, she reined those strange feelings in so she wouldn't be deceived by his fluttering words.
She knew all too well how capable he was.
Back then, he had a string of wins when it cto business negotiations.
Mia stretched her hand out to cup his cheek. "Mr. Barrett." He held his breath as he stared at her intently. "Yes?" His voice was shaking.
Right now, as long as she could accept him, he would agree to any of her requests. No matter how obscure they could be.
Mia studied the handsface Let before Age didn't seem to leave its mark x on his face even thou five years had passed. He becmore mature instead.
She firmly believed that every woman would fall for him wherever he went.
She patted his cheek lightly. "Mr.
et Barrett, I accept your words. I agreed with what you said when we were divorced. That you would regret it After all, I'm such a capable woman. It's normal for you to fall for me. But..." swne "But what?" His self-confidence deflated.
Like a suspect waiting for his final judgment, he waited for what she had to say.
He had never felt this anxious before.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe stared at him, her eyes reflecting a tranquility and calmness like never before.
In the face of her reaction, the anticipation in his eyes slowly faded, giving way to worries.
He grabbed her hand helplessly, begging, "Don't say it. I don't feel like knowing the answer anymore." As though fire was burning his hand, he quickly released her.
Feeling light on her shoulders, she raised her head to look at him.
However, she couldn't read hiselexpression because he had turned sideways. ŚwShe took a deep breath. "Timothy, things were over between us a long tago. You actually don't have to—" "It's getting late. Lettake you home," he interrupted and grabbed his coat from the chair.
He seemed to be escaping, both physically and mentally.
Watching his back, she was at a loss for words.
She had her doubts.
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