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."

of toys in the room, Mia immediately intervened. "Ginger has never been short of

mall. It certainly held a different meaning to him, given that it was bought

the lavish display of his wealth. Did he think he could buy Ginger's affection with these toys? Ginger had been treated like a

let's unwrap

scrambled off her bed in glee, following Caleb on her way to pick out her presents. Meanwhile, Timothy turned toward Mia. "Come with me. I need

ward with him. She knew what he was going to

and asked, "You want to ask about Ginger's condition, don't you?" Timothy nodded. "She looks fine to me.

reason why Ginger looked like she was in the pink was because she wasn't even sick at all, thus there weren't any signs of her ailing. However, Mia simply couldn't

Mia answered, "Her treatment has been processing smoothly. Now that

me away? Or are you feeling guilty

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