“You''lle to empathize with me once you''ve experienced poverty. I was literally broke, and I couldn''t


    afford a thing,” Timothy stated nonchntly.


    He nevercked money. However, the hardship of life finally struck him when he felt humiliated for not


    being able to afford his daughter''s gift. Caleb remembered how Timothy stooped so low to work as a


    bodyguard in Nord City.


    He rubbed his nose. "Well, you''re doing all this to pursue Mia, aren''t you? I told you how it''d turn out


    back then, but you were stubborn. Now you''re regretting it."


    Timothy met his eyes. "What did you tell me back then?"


    "Stop ying dumb, Tim. I asked you whether you liked Mia back then and you denied it. You even


    suggested to divorce her. Now ask yourself whether you regret doing that. Things might have turned


    out differently if you hadn''t mentioned a divorce.”


    Timothy fell silent instantly, tightening his grip on the 500-dor toy. He''d never been particrly


    bothered by any gifts before, but this toy hit different.


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    He said after a long pause, "It''s a shame that I can''t turn back time. You can''t cry over spilled milk, after


    all.”


    He never believed in love for the past few decades of his life. He never would have imagined himself


    going to such extreme lengths for a woman''s sake, yet here he was. However, he thought that this was


    what he deserved nheless.


    Noting the tense atmosphere, Caleb shifted the topic promptly. "What do you n to do next? Mia


    made it clear that she wants you to leave right away. Nord City is the Lane family''s territory, and you''ll


    surely get yourself into more trouble if you continue to stay here."


    "Nord City might be wrapped around the Lane family''s little finger, but they don''t necessarily have a say


    in every single thing," Timothy retorted.


    He nced out of the window. He wanted to try his best at the very least.


    The car came to a stop at the hospital shortly after. He brought all the gifts to the wards upstairs with


    Caleb trailing after him. It''d been a while since Caleb saw Ginger.


    Mia was informed once Timothy arrived at the hospital. She immediately instructed Ginger to get


    changed and settled herself in bed while she reminded Ginger not to slipter.


    Soon, Timothy entered the room with a handful of presents. Caleb greeted Ginger swiftly, "It''s been a


    while, Ginger.”


    Ginger responded sweetly. “I was sick.”


    Knowing what kind of sickness she was diagnosed with, Caleb felt sorry for her. "You''re about to


    recover soon though. Just treat your sickness as a measly cold. You shouldn''t be bothered.”


    "Certainly! I''m brave."


    Ginger nced up at Timothy, who was approaching her from across the room. An adorable smile


    spread across her face as she said, "Daddy."


    Timothy''s steps faltered when he heard her. His heart skipped a beat as he swallowed hard, a wave of


    complicated emotions washing through him.


    The fact that he was already a father didn''t faze him before, but things changed once he heard Ginger


    call him her father. Only then did he realize there seemed to be a fluttering in his heart.


    Was this what it felt to be a father?