"..."
Maia blushed. Her cheeks were as red as an apple, tempting Tim.
He swallowed unconsciously.
Having dated so many women, it was the first time he had such a magical feeling.
"Don't stare at me!"
Maia was embarrassed. Tim's gaze made her even more embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her
head.
Tim turned away, his heart pounding so violently that it would jump out of his throat any time.
They were breathing heavily and the vibe was strange.
Neil didn't know whether to interrupt them or no.
He cleared his throat in embarrassment.
...
Realizing Neil was still in the room, Maia's face turned redder.
Tim returned to his usual self. He asked, "When are you leaving? When you are away, who will look
after Maia?"
Neil glanced at Maia and said in an undertone, "I asked another doctor to take over my job. Don't
worry. He's an expert and Maia only needs to get some rest."
"Maia needs a good doctor. Please, do find someone trustworthy. I'll be grateful to you."
Neil was surprised.
"Are you a friend of Samuel?"
Tim did not answer.
Listening to their conversation, Maia finally knew why Nicole came here.
"Isn't Lady Bush here for the contract?"
"Of course not. Not everyone is a workaholic who only cares about contracts and making money. Silly
girl."
Tim rubbed her head, picked up the thermos and said, "I'm going to get you some hot water. If there's
anything you need, call the nurse. Don't push yourself too hard. Do you hear me?"
"Yeah."
Maybe because Tim was being too gentle, or because she was still embarrassed. Maia was very
obedient, like she had never been. She avoided looking into his eyes. Thinking about this, Tim could
help but smile faintly.
Neil didn't want to be the third wheel. It was better for him to leave.
"Well, if there's any problem, the next doctor will deal with it. I've already informed him. I'm going back
with Nicole tomorrow morning. Have some good rest and do what you have been told. Okay?"
"Sure. Thank you, Neil."
Maia nodded.
Neil left the ward.
Maia was left alone, feeling a little lonely.
Recalling the accident, she was scared. If something really had happened to her, who would have
taken care of her brother?
At the very thought, she called her brother. When she was certain he was alright, she hung up.
When Tim came back and saw Maia talking to her brother, he suddenly turned gloomy.
If Maia did not recover, she might end up being infertile, which too cruel for a woman.
He could marry her and give her a family. But he couldn't give her a child.
Thinking of this, Tim was extremely guilty.
If it hadn't been for him, Maia would have had many possibilities. But now...
Tim gritted his teeth, walked in, and took a deep breath. He said with a smile, "You have a younger
brother, don't you?"
"How do you know that?"
Maia was surprised.
Tim said, "Your resume. It's in the company. I was with Nicole when she was classifying profiles. I saw
yours."
"Oh, I see. I have a brother. He is handsome. Unlike me and my family, he's very tall. He is very
outstanding."
Speaking of her brother, Maia became excited, her face filled with pride.
Tim was somewhat jealous of her brother when seeing her expression.
"Have you ever thought of going abroad for study?"
Maia paused for a moment before saying, "Perhaps a few years later. These years are important to my
brother. When he graduates and finds a job, I'll go abroad."
"How old will you be then? You'll get married and have children when he finds a job."
"Getting married and having children isn't the only way out for women," Maia retorted.
She blushed in excitement, adding some color to her face.
Tim found Maia very pretty.
"Does he plan to join the army?"
He knew Maia admired soldiers, so he had a guess.
Stunned, she suddenly grabbed his arm excitedly and asked, "Can you help him? He wants to join the
army. But I don't have money or connection. I can't help him. My brother said that he wants to attend
the police training school. But..."
"But what? Your parents are martyrs. Your brother should have a priority."
Maia smiled bitterly and said, "You don't understand. My parents died during a top-secret mission,
which involved three million dollars. The money disappeared upon their death. Until now, they were still
suspected of absconding with the money. So, they weren't given martyr titles. My brother and I don't
have any privilege. Instead, we are restricted in many ways. Sometimes I really feel that my parents
are wronged."
As Maia said, her eyes turned red and she was about to cry.
Not knowing such a tragic thing happened to her, Tim was astonished.
"Leave it to me. I will help you. I promise you that your brother can join the army and your parents can
be cleared of suspicion."
"Really? Can you?"
Maia looked at Tim, her eyes filled with hope.
Her gaze carried so much weight. Tim felt distressed.
Without him, Maia and her parents would have been wronged for crimes they hadn't committed.
"Don't worry. Leave it to me. You can rest assured. I'll help you with the project."
Maia bit her lower lip and asked, "Do you treat me so well because I saved you?"
Tim didn't know how to answer.
He was afraid that the truth was too harsh that Maia couldn't stand it.
"Partly. But it's also because I think you're a nice person. You help Nicole a lot. I should thank you on
her behalf."
"Thank you."
Maia smiled.
Tim helped her lie down.
He called Mr. Morty in front of Maia and told him about her parents.
Mr. Morty said that he would investigate, and a result would soon come out.
Maia had gone to many government departments for her parents, but she couldn't get any information.
Now, Tim solved it with a phone call. She looked at Tim and knew there was a huge gap between them.
Initially, she thought Tim was as a just guy from a rich family and their only difference was wealth. But it
seemed Tim not only had heaps of wealth, but also sophisticated connections.
Maia felt inferior.
She was very gloomy. It was as if there was a mountain pressed down on her chest, making her unable
to breathe.
She wanted to thank Tim, but words failed her. Due to her complex feelings, she didn't raise her head
to look at Tim.
How could this be?
She didn't know. She found the inferior feeling so unfamiliar, so overwhelming.
Tim hung up and saw Maia cover her head with the blanket, like a child throwing a tantrum. He
hurriedly removed her blanket.
"You want to suffocate yourself?"
"I want to sleep."
Her voice was low, so low that Tim almost missed it.
He knew Maia was disappointed, but he hadn't had a clue why she was upset. He didn't do anything.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. My wound hurts. I want to sleep," Maia said dully.
...
"Then have some sleep. I'll stay here with you."
Tim was about to sit down.
"You don't need to be here. Go back. I know you have a lot on your plate. Don't waste your time here."
"Taking good care of you now is my top priority."
With that, he sat down beside Maia.
Pissed off, Maia lifted the blanket and said, "Tim, I saved you because it was the right thing to do. You
don't have to treat me so well out of guilt. You used to be aloof and even somewhat patronizing. Isn't it
strange to be so nice to me?"
Tim was confused by her sudden temper.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to tell you I am not weak. I don't need anyone to keep me in company. I'm okay
on my own."
"What the hell are you saying? I'm not "anyone". I said I will be here with you. Cut the crap. Lie down
and have some rest! Just listen to me!"
With that, he pressed Maia on the bed with great force and tucked her in.
Maia struggled, trying to break free from his grip.
"What are you doing? It's my business. It has nothing to do with you."
"Maia, are you in your period? Why are you so fickle? You were fine just now. Why are you mad now?
Did you ask me when you saved me? You didn't. I don't need you consent to take care of you."
His words rendered Maia speechless.
"You..."
"Go to sleep! If you don't sleep, we can do something else. As long as you want."
"Rogue!"
Maia mistook him and pulled the blanket over to protect herself.
Tim didn't expect her to react so violently. He was amused.
"Why? Do you think..."
"Shut up! I need to rest!"
Maia pulled the blanket over and covered herself. She had a hunch that she had no chance of winning
a single fight with him.
What happened to her?
Why did she lose her temper for no reason?
She was just feeling inferior, but she didn't want Tim to know. How could they end up being like this?
Maia did not understand. Tim didn't bother to think. They spent the night in embarrassment and
harmony.
When sunlight streamed in next morning, Tim woke up. Maia was still asleep. Tim picked up the
washbasin and walked out. However, the moment he opened the door, he was caught off guard.
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