Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

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.”

to make sure Ginger

these things anymore.” Timothy’s voice was firm and resolute, his gaze carrying a hint of

meaning behind his

“Get some rest.”

Timothy

enter the elevator, Mia’s

her temporary façade of playing the victim and concealing the truth wouldn’t

likely that Timothy would confront her

marrow

needed to

called Nicholas. It was essential to arrange. everything meticulously to ensure the smooth

marrow.

Timothy returned to find an unexpected visitor waiting for him.

as he asked, “What are you doing here?”

heard you were hospitalized, I hurried over, worried sick that you might have some incurable

to donate your bone marrow. I mean, who’s so important

met the eye. That was why he rushed

Caleb a cold stare and replied calmly, “It’s for

who’s sick.”

paused, taken aback, and asked, “Is it

Ginger?”