Chapter 771

After contemplating for a moment, Timothy turned to Heath and instructed, “Arrange for someone to

escort Luna back, and ensure she doesn’t return to the hospital.”

“Understood, sir,” Heath acknowledged before leaving the room.

Meanwhile, Luna exited the ward and promptly dialed Sharon’s number. This was the opportunity she

had been waiting for.

“Ms. Maynard!”

Startled, Luna turned to find Heath beside her. “What… What’s going on?”

“Mr. Barrett has asked for a driver to take you back,” Heath explained.

A faint smile crossed Luna’s face. It seemed that Timothy still had some concern for her.

Putting her phone away, Luna stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor.

She couldn’t wait to brag to Monalize about what had just happened.

However, when the elevator doors opened, Heath intercepted her. “Ms. Maynard, Mr. Barrett has

instructed that you return home immediately.”

“But I’m just going to see a friend,” Luna protested.

“I’m sorry, but you can’t. Please cooperate, Ms. Maynard,” Heath insisted.

Luna immediately grasped the implication behind his words.

It seemed that they weren’t genuinely interested in sending her home. Their intention, however, was to

monitor her closely to prevent any interference at the hospital.

Nonetheless, it was already too late. Luna had become aware of Timothy’s bone marrow

donation.

With a cold expression, Luna left the hospital, swallowing her frustration. She knew that

this matter was far from over.

In the evening, Mia organized a dinner for them at the hospital.

She escorted Ginger upstairs to where Timothy was resting in the hospital bed, looking

somewhat pale with an IV drip in his arm.

Witnessing Timothy’s condition, Mia felt a touch of empathy. Although he had the option to decline, he

had willingly agreed to donate his bone marrow.

“Tim, does it hurt?”

Ginger gently leaned in and blew lightly on Timothy’s hand where the needle was inserted, her lips

puckered up playfully.

Although Timothy’s hand felt cool, the icy fortress around his heart unexpectedly began to

melt.

He had always believed that he wasn’t particularly fond of children.

Yet, when he saw Ginger, his heart softened, and he felt a desire to give her all the happiness

in the world.

Mia glanced at Caleb and instructed, “Let’s set up the table. It’s time for us to eat.”

After enjoying their meal together, Ginger excitedly handed Timothy a sticker, exclaiming sweetly, “This

is a magic sticker!”

Timothy patted Ginger’s head affectionately and asked, “Are you ready?”

With a nervous demeanor, Ginger lowered her head and replied, “Not really. I don’t want to lose my

hair!”

After all, she cherished her hair dearly.

Mia gently held Ginger’s hand and advised, “Alright, it’s bedtime. Remember what the doctor said

about getting enough sleep? Staying up late might also cause hair loss.”

Addressing Timothy, Mia added, “We’ll be heading out now.”

Timothy nodded in understanding, silently watching as Ginger and Mia left the ward.

Seated nearby, Caleb interjected, “The night is still young. Would you like some company for the

evening?”

“Get lost!” Timothy retorted.

Downstairs, Mia escorted Ginger back to their ward.

Looking up at Mia, Ginger asked, “Mommy, will he become sick from the injection?”

She envisioned needles to be quite painful.

Mia crouched down in front of Ginger and explained, “Adults aren’t afraid of injections. Besides, he’s

your father. It’s his responsibility to assist your brother.”

Ginger didn’t fully comprehend Mia’s words. She pulled out her Apple watch and asked, ” Should we

call Sage?”

“Sure, Sage is probably preparing to go into the sterile chamber tomorrow.”

After locking the hospital room door, Mia sat on the bed with Ginger and initiated a video call with Sage.

Before long, a young boy with rosy lips and white teeth appeared on the phone screen, his face bearing

a serious expression. “Hi, Mommy.”