Chapter 968 You Will Know the Mistake?
Mary was pretty wasted, but she still had a bit of sense left. She shook her head and slurred, "Timothy... don't get the wrong idea. I'm here for work, not fooling around..."
Her voice had a touch of sadness.
Liam suddenly realized they must know each other. Were they really a couple?
But things were already heated, and he wasn't about to back down.
"Didn't you hear me? We have important stuff to talk about!"
He gripped Mary's hand tighter, glaring at Timothy with a defiant look. "If you know what's good for you, back off!"
That look in his eyes was something any male would understand.
Timothy, already taller than Liam, had an intimidating presence that seemed to chill the air around them.
His eyes darkened, and he quickly grabbed Liam's collar, landing a solid punch.
"Important stuff to talk about?"
Liam was caught off guard and hit the ground.
Before he could get up, another punch landed.
"I'd love to know where you plan to take my woman and what you need to say to her alone!"
Timothy pulled Mary aside, like a lion protecting his pride, each punch landing with visible force.
It wasn't until John noticed something was wrong and rushed over to pull him away.
"Enough! If you keep hitting him, you'll kill him!"
Was this guy nuts?
Timothy's eyes were bloodshot, his fists still clenched, his body tense with rage, almost losing control.
Suddenly, a pair of soft hands wrapped around his waist.
Mary hugged him, her voice muffled and choked with sobs.
"Brother... please stop hitting him. I won't do it again... I'll be good from now on, okay?"
"Brother?"
Timothy's dark eyes seemed to shatter, followed by a mix of sarcasm and even more intense anger, silently filling every corner.
After all this time, she still thought about that man!
The man who had long abandoned her and disappeared!
Even when drunk, even with Timothy right beside her, she only saw him as the man she cared about most in her subconscious!
Mary...
John had already helped Liam up from the ground, his face bruised and swollen, unrecognizable.
Liam wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of malice.
"Just you wait! The Morrison Family won't let you off!"
"Calm down... calm down!"
John tried to smooth things over while giving the man beside him a meaningful look.
"Mr. Liam, you see, this was just a misunderstanding today. How about we settle this privately? If things get out of hand, it won't be good for the Morrison Family's reputation, right?"
"Are you kidding me?!"
Liam was furious, not caring about anything else.
"He hit me! Just wait for the Morrison Family's legal team to send you a letter! I'll make sure he rots in jail!"
Well...
If Timothy were just an ordinary doctor, the Morrison Family might really be able to make him rot in jail.
But Timothy's identity was far from simple.
In front of the North Family, the Morrison Family was nothing!
John glared at Timothy with a complex expression, gritting his teeth and whispering, "Say something! You're a North Family heir, afraid of him? Even if you don't inherit the family business, you can't deny your identity, right?!"
The man breathed heavily, his attention focused on the woman holding him.
He didn't speak; his deep gaze seemed to drip ink.
After a while, he reached out and pulled Mary's hand away, his voice cold and deliberate, "Mary, look at me. Who am I?"
Mary was stunned, her teary eyes fixed on his face.
The man's deep features gradually became clear.
"...Timothy."
As soon as she said the name, she shivered, her mind becoming clearer, "I... I didn't mean to."
Timothy sneered, pulling her hand back, his tall figure shielding her.
His gaze turned back.
"You want to send me a legal letter?"
Liam, watching their intimate interaction, felt his anger flare up even more, shouting, "Yes! Just wait for jail!"
"Fine."
Timothy looked at him indifferently, his presence inexplicably noble, "Then send it directly to Mu Corporation. The legal department has been idle for too long; they should be happy to see your letter."
"Send it to..." Liam's voice suddenly paused, his eyes widening, "Mu Corporation?!"
Could this man have a connection to the North Family?!
John was pleased to see his reaction, smiling as he walked up and adjusted his collar.
"Quite coincidentally, this is Timothy, the son of our chairman at North Family, the future heir. If you want to send a legal letter... it should indeed go directly to North Family."
The sarcastic tone was infuriating.
But even in his anger, Liam knew he couldn't afford to offend Mu Corporation.
The Morrison Family had been trying to climb up to the North Family, and today, even if this guy's heir beat him to a pulp, the Morrison Family would probably personally deliver him to ask if the young master had hit him enough!
Liam was furious inside, but he had to put on a surprised expression, "I didn't expect.... It was indeed a misunderstanding earlier. I was just joking; I wouldn't really send a legal letter."
His embarrassed expression almost made John laugh out loud.
This guy sure knew how to adapt.
"But no matter what, Mr. Mu did accidentally hurt Mr. Liam. How about we take you to the hospital?"
"No need, no need..."
Liam waved his hand, retreating, "Since it was all a misunderstanding, there's no need to trouble anyone. I'll just buy some medicine and treat myself. See you next time."
He quickly disappeared, faster than a rabbit.
"See? The North Family identity is quite useful."
John clicked his tongue, but seeing the two people in front of him standing silently, he felt like a third wheel.
"Well... since the matter is resolved, I'll leave you two to talk at home."
As he left, the atmosphere grew even more awkward.
Mary felt half-sober from the scare, still a bit dazed but somewhat clear-headed.
"Timothy... I'm sorry."
She lowered her head, softly apologizing.
This man had always aspired to be a good doctor, never using his family's business as leverage, and had kept his identity a secret, not even from his colleagues at the hospital.
But today, he broke his rule for her.
Mary felt touched and guilty.
She hesitated, reaching out to tug at his suit, "Please don't be angry. I really know I was wrong."
"You know you were wrong?"
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