Filed to story: Mia Bowen and Timothy Barrett Novel
Ginger approached and held Timothy’s hand, blowing on it gently several times. “Blow, blow, let the pain fade away.”
Timothy’s lips curved into a smile as he reached out to pat Ginger’s head, feeling his heart melt.
Glancing at Mia, he suggested, “Ginger has been waiting outside for so long. You should take her back to rest.”
Mia nodded reassuringly. “Okay, you take good care of yourself.”
She gently clasped Ginger’s hand, signaling it was time to depart. Before they left, she lowered her head and whispered to Ginger, “Say goodbye to him.”
Ginger turned and waved. “Bye¨Cbye!”
Timothy settled back onto the bed, a smile lingering on his lips as he watched Ginger and Mia leave. With a bit of rest, Ginger would swiftly regain her health.
After Mia and Ginger left the ward, they swiftly made their way down the stairs. Turning to Peyton, Mia asked, “Where’s the donated bone marrow?”
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“It’s been securely preserved. To avoid arousing suspicion, a helicopter has been arranged for departure tonight.”
“Understood,” Mia affirmed.
She drew in a deep breath, feeling her nerves tingle with anticipation.
It was already 5:00 pm, with just a few hours remaining before their departure.
Looking up at Mia, Ginger asked, “Mommy, are we leaving tonight?”
Mia gently caressed Ginger’s head as she replied, “Yes, we’re going to bring the bone marrow back to save Sage. He’s been patiently waiting in the sterile chamber.”
Although Mia sensed Ginger’s reluctance to leave Timothy, she knew they couldn’t dwell on it now. Their priority was to return quickly with his bone marrow.
As night fell, Mia quietly prepared to depart with Ginger.
As they approached the elevator to ascend to the rooftop for their helicopter ride, Mia and Ginger unexpectedly encountered Sharon.
Maintaining her composure, Mia addressed her, “Mrs. Barrett, what do you want?”
“I need to have a word with you.”
“Mrs. Barrett, rest assured, I won’t go back on the promise I made to you this morning.”
“Hmph, that’s precisely why I’m here. To ensure you won’t backtrack, you must come with. me now and inform Tim in person that you’re ending things with him. Only then will I believe what you say,” Sharon demanded.
Mia’s brow furrowed in response. “But Timothy is still recovering. Can’t we postpone this discussion to tomorrow?”
“No! This has to be resolved now. I can’t risk any surprises you might have up your sleeve later.”
Mia was somewhat unnerved. If Sharon were to delay them now, who knew what unforeseen events might unfold later on?
Without further deliberation, Mia swiftly turned to Peyton and instructed, “Take Ginger downstairs for a walk. You don’t need to wait for me.”
Understanding Mia’s intention, Peyton nodded and led Ginger away.
Turning to Sharon, Mia asked, “Is Timothy awake?”
“If he’s still asleep, we’ll just wait for him to wake up. Given the big sacrifice Tim has made, I’m sure you can afford to be patient.”
“Let’s get going then,” Mia replied.
She was just trying to buy some time, hoping Peyton could smoothly depart with Ginger on the helicopter.
Following Sharon, Mia soon arrived at Timothy’s hospital room, coincidentally finding him awake.
A pang of guilt struck Mia as she saw Timothy conscious. Meeting her gaze, Timothy asked, “Where’s Ginger?”
Mia’s heart skipped a beat as she hastily said, “She didn’t come. Sometimes, it’s not appropriate for children to be present.”
Frowning, Timothy turned to Sharon. “Mom, weren’t you discharged from the hospital this morning? Why are you back here again?”
“Tim, I’ve returned to see you. Take a good look at yourself. This dire situation you’re in- it’s all a consequence of your bone marrow donation. And forcing Luna out of the Barrett family over this, she didn’t deserve it, did she?”
“Mom, I’ve made my decision about Luna. Either Asher stays, or she leaves with him.”
“But you can’t do that. Asher must stay! He’s your son, for goodness¡® sake.”
As Sharon brought up Asher, she purposely glanced at Mia before continuing, “Now it’s your turn.”
It seemed as though Sharon was signaling to Mia to break up with Timothy at that moment.
Mia pursed her lips, realizing that several minutes had passed. Peyton should have left with Ginger by now.
Observing Mia’s silence, Sharon presumed she might be having doubts. She quickly added, You’re not thinking of backing out, are you?”
Timothy furrowed his brows upon hearing Sharon’s remark. “Mom, what are you up to now?
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“Oh, Tim, I’m not plotting anything this time. It’s something Ms. Monalize promised me herself.”
Timothy gazed at Mia, confusion evident in his eyes.
Mia realized she couldn’t dodge the inevitable discussion.
Locking eyes with Timothy, she began, “Mr. Barrett, I’m deeply thankful for your bone marrow donation to Ginger. However, I believe relationships shouldn’t be forced. I don’t think we’re compatible, so…”
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“So what?” Timothy interjected, his tone turning cold.
Pausing, Mia exchanged a brief glance with Sharon before continuing, “So, we should call it quits.”
As her words lingered in the air, the atmosphere in the hospital room seemed to grow noticeably colder.
Mia stole a glance at Timothy lying on the hospital bed¨Chis demeanor growing darker, his gaze intensifying.
Just then, his voice pierced the air, cold and sharp. “You were the one who pushed for us to be together in the first place, and now you’re the one proposing we break up. Do you take me for a fool?”
Sharon swiftly intervened, “Tim, please don’t be upset. Ms. Monalize revealed the truth to me this morning. She was only with you for your bone marrow. I’believe it’s best for both of you to go your separate ways.”
Rubbing his temples, Timothy said, “Mom, could you excuse us for a moment? I need to have a word with her.”
Mia instinctively glanced at Sharon, determined to play her role convincingly.
Without hesitation, Sharon stood up. “Tim, I’ll take charge of this matter. You two can part ways; it’s clear you weren’t right for each other anyway.
“Ms. Monalize, please leave once your conversation is over. You have no further business here.”
“Alright,” Mia nodded and agreed.
After wrapping up her conversation with Timothy, Mia promptly exited the room. She was eager to leave this place as quickly as possible.
Reaching for her phone, she noticed a message from Peyton: “We’ve already taken off.”
A sigh of relief escaped Mia as she read the message, finding comfort in the knowledge that they had already left the hospital.
Back in her hospital room, Mia opted to postpone her departure. She wanted to make sure the helicopter had safely left Bern City’s airspace before she ventured out herself.
If Sharon hadn’t intervened so abruptly, Mia would have already left with Ginger.
As Mia settled onto the sofa, her eyes landed on the toys Ginger had left behind. Suddenly, a wave of unease washed over her.
Two hours later, Peyton called. “Ms. Mia, we’ve left Bern City’s territory. The private helicopter is prepared for your departure whenever you’re ready.”
After ending the call, Mia skipped packing and decided to head straight to the rooftop for the helicopter.
However, remembering her encounter with Sharon in the elevator earlier, she chose to be cautious and took the stairs to the rooftop this time.
Panting heavily, Mia reached the rooftop and pushed open the door.
Her smile faltered as soon as she spotted Timothy standing outside. “What are…?”
Turning to face her, Timothy interjected, “You’re wondering what I’m doing here, right?” Mia leaned against the door, catching her breath. She realized she had been caught.
Fortunately, Timothy’s bone marrow sample had already been transported out of Bern City with Ginger. Thus, even if he had discovered the truth, it would have been too late.
With deliberate steps, Timothy moved closer to her. “After all the trust I placed in you, is this how you repay me? Using me and then walking away like it’s no big deal?”
He had hoped not to find Mia here, but unfortunately, his hopes were crushed.
Facing Timothy, Mia remained composed. “Is this what you call trust? Aren’t about being ridiculed for saying such things?”
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Timothy’s demeanor turned cold. “But how can you say I don’t trust you? Since my bone marrow match was confirmed, have I ever questioned you?”