Chapter 778

Mia paused, collecting her thoughts before replying, “Well, the truth is, Ginger doesn’t have a father.

And there are always gossiping individuals around.

“But Ginger is not deprived of love, and she doesn’t let these things affect her. She couldn’t care less

whether she has a dad or not.”

Timothy was deeply stung by Mia’s words. Having experienced the loss of his own father many years

ago, he could empathize with the potential for hurtful situations surrounding Ginger.

With a hint of guilt, he replied, “No one will dare to speak ill of Ginger in the future.”

Mia couldn’t help but smirk. “Even your mother?”

Timothy frowned in response. “Once she wakes up, I’ll arrange for someone to escort her out of this

hospital.”

Upon hearing Timothy’s reassuring words, Mia felt relieved. As long as Sharon didn’t cause any trouble

during the bone marrow donation tomorrow, everything would proceed smoothly.

After a moment of silence, Mia suggested, “Perhaps you should go and get some rest. I won’t keep you

any longer.”

“Are you really going to leave so abruptly?” Tim asked suddenly.

Mia turned back with a smile. “Um, is there something else?”

“Could you do me a favor?” Timothy asked as he lay on the bed, the needle still lingering in

the back of his hand.

Seeing Timothy struggle to sit up, Mia hurried over to assist him. “What do

you

need?

Would you like some water?”

Timothy pursed his lips. “I need to use the restroom.”

Mia coughed nervously as she helped Timothy, taking his arm over her shoulder. His weight pressed

down heavily on her, nearly causing her to stumble.

Timothy was much heavier than she expected!

Summoning her strength, Mia walked Timothy to the restroom, feeling exhausted quickly.” Can you

manage on your own from here, or should I fetch Heath or call a nurse?”

“Please don’t! I can handle going to the restroom by myself,” Timothy quickly declined.

Mia couldn’t help but smile at Timothy’s stubbornness. She found it unexpectedly endearing to witness

this side of him.

Timothy lowered his gaze and asked softly, “Are you laughing at me?”

“No, no, not at all!”

Mia immediately straightened up, but in the next moment, Timothy pressed down on her shoulder.

“If that’s the case, maybe you could assist me all the way.”

Mia was puzzled by his request. What did he mean by that?

However, she soon noticed Timothy reaching for his pants out of the corner of her eye. Reacting

quickly, she exclaimed, “What are you doing?”

Timothy’s hand paused as he nonchalantly remarked, “Just going to use the restroom.”

“Why are you asking me to stay here while you go to the restroom? You’re being weird!”

“I can’t stand steadily. I need someone to support me.”

“Then let me go find someone to help you.”

“No, it’s too late for that.”

Mia could only avert her gaze, feeling embarrassed. Timothy’s firm grip on her shoulder prevented her

from moving away, leaving her with no choice but to stay put.

If it weren’t for the fact that Timothy was going to donate his bone marrow for Ginger, she would have

pushed him away long ago..

Despite Mia’s discomfort, she could only endure the situation for now.

Timothy seemed too embarrassed to ask for a nurse or Heath’s help, which was why he had requested

Mia to stay beside him.

Soon, the sound of splashing reached Mia’s ears, intensifying her awkwardness.

It was the first time she had ever heard sounds of Timothy using the restroom, making it a

truly unique experience.

Shortly after, the sound stopped, replaced by the rustling of clothes.

Mia’s ears gradually turned red. “Are you finished?”

Timothy murmured, “Mm–hmm.”

Feeling his hand return to her shoulder, Mia blurted out, “Wait, you haven’t washed your hands, have

you?”

Timothy hesitated before admitting, “Well, I didn’t wash this one!”

Just then, the restroom door swung open.