Mia''s heart skipped a beat upon hearing Timothy''s spections. Since when did he be so astute?
Underneath the covers, Mia''s grip tightened, though she maintained aposed exterior. "Yes, it''s
true, your bone marrow was intended for my child. I''ve been honest about that.”
However, the truth was that Timothy''s bone marrow wasn''t meant for Ginger; it was for her son, Sage.
Although Timothy couldn''t challenge her children''s custody, Mia instinctively avoided revealing Sage''s
existence to him, wary of potentialplications.
Sensing the tension in Mia''s response, Timothy spoke calmly, "I''m simply concerned for Ginger''s well-
being. I hope you can understand my position."
“I''m sorry, but I think it''s important for everyone to show mutual understanding."
Suddenly, the hospital room door swung open, and a stunning woman entered.
With a piercing stare, Eva confronted Timothy, "Mr. Barrett, don''t you realize that you''re not exactly
weed by the Lane family?
"Yet, here you are, shamelessly trying to cling to Mia. Consideration doesn''t seem to be your forte,
does it?"
At the sight of Eva, Mia''s heart skipped a beat. Eva''s arrival meant that Dominic was possibly privy to
everything.
If Dominic were to find out that Timothy was here, Timothy could face serious consequences.
However, Mia noticed that Eva had arrived alone, carrying a food container, with no sign of Dominic.
This realization eased Mia''s anxiety momentarily, and she nervously inquired, "Eva, what brings you
here?"
After all, hadn''t Connor mentioned he was going out to fetch dinner for her?
Approaching Mia, Eva exined, "Connor had to rush to the hospital for an emergency surgery, so he
asked me toe over.
“If he hadn''t called, I wouldn''t have known about any of this. How long were you nning to keep me in
the dark?"
Were it not for Connor''s call, Eva wouldn''t have been aware that Mia was hospitalized due to a
concussion caused by Connie, let alone the fact that Timothy was serving as Mia''s private bodyguard.
What on earth was going on?
Mia yfully stuck out her tongue and replied, "Eva, I didn''t mean to hide all of this from you. It didn''t
seem like a big deal, and I thought I could handle it myself."
“If you thought you could manage it, why did you end up in the hospital with a concussion?" Eva
replied, gesturing toward Mia''s forehead.
Mia could only offer a sheepish smile, attempting to deflect the conversation with a hint of cuteness.
ncing at Timothy, Eva couldn''t ignore the injuries evident on his body, clearly the aftermath of a
physical altercation.
There was no need to specte about who had inflicted those wounds. With aposed demeanor,
Eva said, "Mr. Barrett, would you mind stepping outside for a private conversation?"
"Eva, what''s the matter? I already instructed him to leave Nord City immediately.” Mia interjected.
As Mia''s words trailed off, Timothy, seated across from her, retorted bluntly, "I never agreed to that."
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With a roll of her eyes, Mia quipped, "Mr. Barrett, do you think this is Bern City? If Dominic discovers
you''re here, you''ll be in serious trouble! Even if you''re Ginger''s father, there won''t be any special
treatment!" "Alright, alright, Dominic isn''t a mobster, he wouldn''t go to such extremes,” Eva intervened,
stepping forward. She then turned to Timothy and said, "Come with me."
Mia could only watch helplessly as Timothy and Eva exited the hospital room. She sat on the edge of
the bed, her expression gradually turning solemn.
In truth, Mia had only recently regained her memories, and she hadn''t fully processed her feelings for
Timothy yet.
She hadn''t expected to genuinely like Timothy all those years ago. After all, Mia had never experienced
what it was like to have feelings for a man, especially when Timothy hadn''t even noticed her back then.
He had even initiated their divorce because of that impostor, Maya. Outside the hospital room, Eva
observed Timothy closely. It was evident to her that he was exactly the type of person Mia was
attracted to.
Deciding to be straightforward, Eva said, "Mr. Barrett, let me cut to the chase."
Timothy responded respectfully, "Please, go ahead.”
"Mr. Barrett,” Eva began, "do you love Mia?"