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.

later, Mia set down her spoon and heaved like she was about

was strange. Mia had always liked clam chowder,

could it be that you’re

an instant, two pairs of disbelieving eyes

eyes in shock. She was a little panicked. How did Laura figure it

her feel even more nauseated. She ran to the bathroom and vomited the clam chowder she had

had emptied out all the gastric acid in her stomach as well.

someone passed it to her. She quickly

turning around and spotting Timothy, she faltered and didn’t

I must’ve gotten a cold.

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

hastily said, “It’s just a minor cold. I

“Is that so?”

Mia caged in front of the sink.

was wearing. He had decided to

“Look at me. Mia.”

head, but Timothy got impatient and grabbed

dark eyes, he asked, “Are you hiding

are you trying to ask me, Mr.

Mr. Barrett?

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the past, she always called him Timothy in that timid and careful tone of hers. Now that she

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