Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
Luna’s complexion paled. “Tim, please listen to me, I-
“Enough! Your opinion doesn’t matter here,” Timothy snapped.
He didn’t even acknowledge Luna’s presence. Instead, he turned to Sharon and insisted, ” Mom, donating bone marrow isn’t as risky as you think. It’s similar to donating blood.”
“You’re lying! Donating bone marrow can’t be compared to giving blood. I have no idea how bone marrow is even extracted. If something were to happen to you, how would I cope? Remember, the entire Barrett family depends on you!”
Sharon’s emotions were running high, but Timothy remained composed. He retrieved his phone and said, “Mom, here’s an article explaining how bone marrow donation is done.
Please read it first.”
Although she was skeptical, Sharon relented and took the phone.
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However, Luna remained defiant. She was well aware that donating bone marrow involved. donating hematopoietic stem cells, yet she intentionally misled Sharon.
As Luna was on the verge of speaking up, Timothy sternly instructed, “You, come with me.”
Despite her reluctance to leave, Luna was forcibly escorted out of the hospital room.
With a chilling glare, Timothy declared, “Effective immediately, you’re moving out of the Barrett residence. Leave Asher with my mother.”
Upon hearing Timothy’s words, Luna’s face drained of color. “Tim, Asher can’t be separated from me!”
“Fine, take Asher and leave. Don’t ever return to the Barrett family. I’ll provide you with enough money to live comfortably for the rest of your lives. That’s it,” Timothy’s voice was firm, showing no willingness to negotiate.
Luna was frantic. “Tim, please reconsider. This is my fault. I shouldn’t have meddled. I will apologize to Ms. Monalize and even beg for her forgiveness on my knees. Please, don’t make us leave.”
Luna felt torn about taking Asher away.
Leaving the Barrett family would mean losing her status, and having gained nothing in the end.
Given the considerable effort and time she invested in becoming a part of the Barrett family, why would she agree to leave with Asher?
She couldn’t understand how Timothy could be so harsh as to kick her and Asher out of the Barrett family over a mere stand¨Cin.
“It’s too late. I’ve offered you numerous opportunities, all of which you’ve squandered. You can leave on your own, or take Asher and go. The decision is yours!”
With those words, Timothy turned to Heath. “Get her out of the hospital immediately.”
“Tim, this isn’t fair! Aunt Sharon, she… hmph!”
Luna’s words were abruptly silenced as the bodyguard covered her mouth, and she was escorted out of the hospital without any opportunity to resist.
With that resolved, Timothy entered the hospital room. Addressing Sharon, he said, “Mom, please focus on resting well here.”
“Tim, must you go through with the bone marrow donation? While it might not be as daunting as it sounds, the process isn’t simple, and it’ll be difficult for you.
“How about we expand the search for more matches? After all, our family can offer financial support. What do you think?” Sharon tried negotiating with him.
Timothy responded calmly, “I’ve already committed to being a donor, and I’ve been on medication since last night. It’s too late to change course now; everything necessary has been completed.”
Sharon’s eyes blazed with anger. She couldn’t hold in her fury anymore and blurted, “Why do you cherish that woman and her baggage so much?”
She couldn’t understand why Timothy treated a mere substitute with such regard!
Timothy frowned. “Ginger isn’t baggage. She’s my daughter.”
“I really wonder what kind of spell that woman cast on you!” Sharon exclaimed.
Why was Timothy so determined to be with Monalize and treat her child as his own? Luckily, it’s just a daughter and not a son. Otherwise, what would happen to Asher in the future?
“Mom, perhaps you should get some rest now.”
Timothy chose not to elaborate further. He turned and exited the hospital room, making his way downstairs.
Sharon’s frustration was palpable as she watched Timothy walk away, feeling utterly helpless. She knew she couldn’t change his mind. After all, Timothy was resolute in his decision to donate his bone marrow.
As Timothy descended the stairs, he spotted Mia outside, engaged in a serious conversation with Peyton.
Her typically carefree demeanor had been replaced with a focused and authoritative air.
Approaching them, Timothy overheard Mia’s stern words. “I don’t want excuses, I only want results. I’ve invested a lot of money in hiring him to handle this matter.
“If he can’t resolve it, then he’s not fit for this role. Give him one more week, and if there’s no improvement, he can leave,” Mia stated, her irritation evident.
However, upon noticing Timothy approaching, Mia swiftly adjusted her expression. “Mr. Barrett, how are you feeling? I’ve heard there might be side effects from the injections.”
Timothy responded calmly, “I’m doing fine.”
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After a brief pause, Mia glanced at him and asked, “How’s your mother holding up?”
“It’s nothing serious, she just needs a few days to rest.”
To Mia’s surprise, Timothy didn’t delve into further details, nor did he bring up Sharon’s fall. Mia regarded him suspiciously and asked, “Why aren’t you questioning me about her fall?”
“There’s no need for me to ask,” Timothy said calmly.
“Aren’t you even a bit suspicious of me? Hasn’t Ms. Maynard complained to you, claiming that I upset your mother or perhaps even pushed her?”
After all, such scenarios were frequently portrayed in TV dramas, and they were also tactics commonly used by cunning individuals in real life.
Following a brief pause, Timothy remarked, “I don’t believe you would do something like that.”
Mia couldn’t help but feel surprised by Timothy’s unexpected trust in her.
Awkwardly, she responded, “I had the surveillance footage prepared. I was waiting for your arrival to prove my innocence. But it seems that won’t be necessary now.”
Timothy gazed at her intensely. “Do you honestly think I’m incapable of distinguishing right from wrong?”
“When sneaky women are in the picture, guys often seem drawn to those they perceive as vulnerable. It’s a factor I can’t afford to overlook,” Mia explained.
Timothy couldn’t shake the feeling that Mia’s words held a deeper meaning, almost as if she were subtly mocking him.
Glancing at Ginger in the hospital room, Timothy spoke up, “Is she prepared?”
Mia responded casually, “For now, her emotions seem to have settled. I informed her that when it’s time for your blood draw, she shouldn’t let your kindness go to waste. I trust she’ll be cooperative when the moment arrives.”
Timothy nodded in response. “We can proceed the day after tomorrow.
After a moment of contemplation, Mia asked, “Now that your mother is aware of the situation, I have a feeling she will strongly oppose your bone marrow donation. Are there any concerns from her side?”
“I’ve already talked to my mother about the bone marrow donation process. It seems her reluctance mainly stems from not fully understanding it.”
Mia nodded in acknowledgment. “That’s good to know.”
However, she doubted Sharon would be receptive to reason. Even if Timothy clarified the intricacies of the bone marrow donation to her, Sharon likely wouldn’t consent to it.
So, ultimately, it all came down to Timothy’s commitment to donating his bone marrow to Ginger.
Nonetheless, Mia couldn’t help but suspect that Timothy might have already figured out her and Ginger’s identities, hence his strong determination to donate his bone marrow.
Despite this, Mia refrained from saying anything further. After all, as Ginger’s father, Timothy bore a responsibility to act accordingly.
The next day, Timothy began receiving injections, finalizing his preparations.
Mia accompanied Ginger to visit Timothy, who looked frail and pale as he lay in bed.
Observing his condition, Mia promptly questioned the doctor, “He doesn’t seem well. Is everything okay?”
“This is the most challenging stage. He’ll improve after today. The medication he’s receiving is only temporary, but it does come with significant side effects.”
Ginger approached Timothy and gently took his hand, softly breathing on it. “It won’t hurt anymore after I blow on it.”
Summoning his strength, Timothy turned to Ginger. “Stay strong. There’s nothing to fear,” he reassured her.
“Okay, I understand. I’ll be brave!”
Timothy mustered a smile and gently patted Ginger’s head. “Once I’m finished tomorrow, I’ll be right by your side. You won’t have to worry when I’m around.”
“Okay!” Ginger chirped happily, holding Timothy’s hand close to her face, her cheek brushing against it.
Witnessing this tender moment, Mia suddenly glanced up at the ceiling. Despite her plan progressing smoothly, a pang of guilt lingered deep within her.
After all, she had been deceiving Timothy all along!
As Mia contemplated her next words, the hospital room door swung open forcefully.
“Tim! Tim, what happened?”
Dressed in a patient gown, Sharon swiftly rushed into the room.