Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen novel Chapter 779

Chapter 779 

Panic flashed across Mia’s face as her eyes darted toward the door, only to find Caleb standing there with a nosy expression. “Sorry for barging in,” he spoke up. 

Mia figured that Caleb must have misunderstood the situation. 

Timothy’s demeanor turned cold. “Get lost!” 

“Fine then!” 

Caleb swiftly closed the door behind him and explained himself outside the restroom,” Please don’t get the wrong idea, guys. I don’t have any weird fetishes! 

“I heard a noise from the restroom and thought Tim might have fallen, so I pushed the door to check. Oh, wait, I just remembered that I left my clothes drying outside at home. I’ll head back now.” 

With that, Caleb left quickly. He certainly didn’t want to be the target of Timothy’s piercing 

stare. 

The restroom remained uncomfortably silent, as a blend of awkwardness and 

embarrassment hung in the air. 

Mia couldn’t bear it any longer. She pushed past Timothy and hurried out of the restroom, feeling deeply embarrassed by what had just happened. 

Not long after, the sound of running water could be heard coming from the restroom. 

A few moments later, Timothy emerged, leaning against the door, his movements slow and 

deliberate. 

Mia watched him closely, wondering why he was suddenly able to walk steadily. 

But before she could finish her thought, Timothy’s body swayed for a moment before suddenly collapsing to the ground. 

“Be careful!” 

Mia dashed over quickly, attempting to help him up, but she underestimated Timothy’s weight. 

She found herself unable to hold him, and they both tumbled to the ground together. 

As the force of the impact sank in, Mia braced herself for the expected jolt, realizing there 

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was no carpet to soften their fall. 

But as she shut her eyes, she noticed the sensation wasn’t as painful as anticipated. Instead, the floor felt strangely soft. 

As Timothy’s muffled groans reached her ears, she opened her eyes to find him lying right beside her, his clean–shaven jaw and handsome features just inches away. 

He had one hand shielding her head and the other holding her waist. 

Rather than falling to the floor, Mia found herself landing on Timothy as he willingly acted as her human cushion. 

Feeling concerned, Mia sat up and asked, “Are you okay?” 

Timothy clenched his teeth and responded, “How do you think it feels to be pinned down like this?” 

Mia hastily stood up, her words tinged with guilt. “I was rushing to grab onto you earlier, but I didn’t realize you were so heavy.” 

“So now it’s my fault? It would have been better to fall alone than be someone’s cushion.” 

Timothy’s comment stirred a sense of regret in Mia. 

She quickly volunteered to go ask for help. “I’ll go get help.” 

“Don’t bother!” 

“You’re already in this state; why pretend to be tough?” 

Timothy grabbed Mia’s wrist firmly, his gaze penetrating. “Help me up,” he insisted. 

“Are you sure? I might not have the strength to lift you. What if something like earlier happens again? I don’t want to accidentally injure you!” 

Timothy’s lips twitched slightly. “My well–being is crucial for Ginger right now. You’d better ensure I’m safe.”