Mia was surprised when Ginger addressed Timothy as her dad. She'd never thought it would come out from her that easily. That wasn't what Ginger used to call Timothy back then, after all.

A pang of frustration shot through Mia when she chanced a glance at Ginger's expression. She could tell that Ginger was very fond of Timothy. She'd always been close with him, be it when Mia mistook Caleb as her ex-husband or when she finally cleared up the misunderstanding. Was this the bond of blood relations at work? Timothy went up to Ginger and stroked her cheek. "Are you afraid?" “I'm not. I'm a big child now, and I'm not afraid of anything.”

He handed her a stuffed toy. "This is for you."

Holding the toy, Ginger glanced over at the boxes piled up on the floor. "Are these all for me?"

Timothy nodded. "Yes. You can open them and see which one you like."

Seeing the clutter of toys in the room, Mia immediately intervened. "Ginger has never been short of toys ever since she was born. You didn't have to buy that much.”

meaning to him, given that it was

buy Ginger's affection with these toys? Ginger had been treated like a princess in the

let's unwrap the

out her

nodded, exiting the ward with him. She

to a halt in front of a window in the corridor. Mia glanced at him and asked, "You want to ask about Ginger's condition, don't you?" Timothy nodded. "She looks fine to me. It

she was in the pink was because she wasn't even sick

has been processing smoothly. Now that you've

such a hurry to drive me away? Or are you feeling

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