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Immediately, Felix chided, “Mia, why didn’t you tell me Mr. Barrett saved you? I almost missed the chance to express my gratitude properly. Mr. Barrett, this toast is for you.”

Timothy glanced at the glass in Felix’s hand and smiled halfheartedly.

“I don’t drink.”

A wave of awkwardness washed over Felix. He quickly replaced his glass with a cup of tea. saying. “Is tea okay for you?”

Still, Timothy didn’t accept his invitation. Instead, he looked over at Mia, asking, “Mia, shouldn’t you also offer me a toast?”

Mia took a deep breath. What was up with him? It was her strategy to mention they were cousins. so their relationship wouldn’t be exposed.

Wasn’t he the one who came up with this rule after they got married? Why was he acting up now?

Janice nudged her arm, chiming in, “Mia, what are you waiting for? Offer Mr. Barrett a toast! You should at least do that since he saved you. It’s only right when he had spent so much money and effort on your rescue.”

A glass of wine was shoved into Mia’s hands. After a brief moment of hesitation, she muttered, ”

Mrs. Quilter, I don’t drink either.”

“Just one glass is fine. It’s not that heavy as well. If you happen to have too much to drink, Felix

can bring you back. Rest assured, he’s a gentleman, and he won’t do anything to you.”

Mia grimaced. She didn’t mean it that way.

In the end, she could only force herself to go up to Timothy with her glass. She caught the

sarcasm in his eyes when she met his gaze.

Just then, Felix stood up and took the glass from her, saying, “Mia, I’ll drink in your stead. After all,

you haven’t fully recovered.”

Timothy’s eyes darkened as he stared at the glass in Felix’s hand.

He snapped, “Did she not mean her sincerity?”

Felix was stunned, suddenly being put in a difficult situation. Initially, he planned to leave a good impression on Timothy by drinking on Mia’s behalf. He did not expect Timothy to not give in and insisted on Mia drinking instead.

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A stifling awkwardness filled the room.

Timothy remained seated, his arm simply dangling beside him. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his muscled arms. His handsome features were gilded with light, and he looked as perfect as he always did.

His gaze was fixated on Mia, and she could almost make out her own reflection in his eyes. Quickly, she averted her gaze and grabbed the glass from Felix.

“Timothy, thanks for saving me last time. This toast is for you.”

She downed her glass in an instant. Her eyes shut quickly from being overwhelmed by the robust.

aftertaste of the wine. It was until then did she realize it was vodka.

She didn’t like it at all.

Mia coughed, glancing over at Timothy with teary eyes. Her eyes glistened with tears, making her seem particularly pitiable in her current state.

Timothy’s expression grew stiff. It made him feel like he was bullying her.

Mia set down the glass in her hand. Her vision was swimming, and she stumbled slightly as she

reached for the tissue.

Just then, two voices called out to her, and both her hands were grasped.