Chapter 768

Looking down, Mia’s voice trembled with sorrow as she continued, “I’ve always felt this heavy guilt

about Ginger. She never really had a father figure in her life, and now she’s dealing with this illness.

“Hospitals are the last place she wants to be. I just wish I could take all her pain away and bear it for

her.”

As Mia finished speaking, Timothy suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace, his eyes reflecting regret.

Mia remained silent, her lips pressed together. In reality, she had chosen her words carefully, aware

that Timothy probably already suspected Ginger’s true identity as his daughter.

Her words were meant to appeal to his sympathy.

After a moment, Timothy’s voice resonated above her, “She’ll be back on her feet soon. The doctors

have assured me that once I donate my bone marrow, Ginger’s recovery will be swift.

“And if there are any further complications, I’m ready to cooperate with

whatever procedures are necessary.”

Given that Ginger was his daughter, Timothy felt a sense of duty to do everything within his power for

her well–being.

As Mia wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, she murmured, “I hope we never have to face

such a day.”

Passing her a tissue, Timothy reassured her, “In the meantime, cherish your time with Ginger. I’ll

proceed with the bone marrow donation as planned. We can store the sample, so there’s no rush for

Ginger’s treatment.”

“Alright, I understand.”

Taking the tissue, Mia wiped away her tears. “Honestly, it’s been years since I

last cried.”

“I’ll do everything in my power to make sure Ginger is safe and well. You don’t

need to worry about these things anymore.” Timothy’s voice was firm and resolute, his gaze carrying a

hint of depth.

Understanding the implicit meaning behind his words, Mia nodded. “Thank you.”

“Get some rest.”

With that, Timothy walked away.

Watching him enter the elevator, Mia’s expression faltered slightly.

She knew that her temporary façade of playing the victim and concealing the truth wouldn’t hold for

long.

It was likely that Timothy would confront her about their past once he completed

the bone marrow donation.

Mia needed to act swiftly.

She reached for her phone and called Nicholas. It was essential to arrange. everything meticulously to

ensure the smooth retrieval of Timothy’s bone

marrow.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the ward, Timothy returned to find an unexpected visitor waiting for him.

His voice was cold as he asked, “What are you doing here?”

“Well, when I heard you were hospitalized, I hurried over, worried sick that you might have some

incurable disease or something.

“But imagine my surprise when I discovered you’re here to donate your bone marrow. I mean, who’s so

important that you’re doing this for?”

Caleb was taken aback, sensing there was more to the situation than met the eye. That was why he

rushed over to witness the scene firsthand.

Timothy gave the nosy Caleb a cold stare and replied calmly, “It’s for a little girl

who’s sick.”

“Who are you talking about?” Caleb paused, taken aback, and asked, “Is it

Ginger?”

“Yes, it’s her.”

Caleb’s carefree demeanor vanished In an instant, replaced by concern as he asked, “What’s the

situation? Is her condition serious? Where is she?”

“She’s currently hospitalized downstairs. Her condition isn’t too severe. As long as the bone marrow

transplant goes smoothly, there shouldn’t be any major issues afterward.”

Timothy knew he had the financial means to ensure Ginger’s well–being for the rest of her life.

Caleb rose from his seat. “I’ll go check on her.”

“Wait.”

Timothy intervened. “Go tomorrow. It’s her bedtime now; you shouldn’t disturb

her.”

Settling back into his seat, Caleb remarked, “Okay, I’ll visit her tomorrow and bring some gifts to cheer

her up. I mean, I’m sort of like her ‘sugar daddy,‘ aren’t 1?”

But before Caleb could finish, Timothy’s gaze sharpened. “Show some respect. She’s my daughter.”

Caleb was taken aback.

What was happening here?