NovelEnglish"You'll cto empathize withonce you've experienced poverty. I was literally broke, and I couldn't afford a thing," Timothy stated nonchalantly. He never lacked 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 tellback then?" "Stop playing 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-dollar toy. He'd never been particularly bothered by any gifts before, but this toy hit different. He said after a long pause, "It's a shthat 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 extrlengths for a woman's sake, yet here he was. However, he thought that this was what he deserved nonetheless.
Noting the tense atmosphere, Caleb shifted the topic promptly. "What do you plan 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 glanced out of the window. He wanted to try his best at the very least.
The car cto 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 binger to get changed and settled herself in bed while she reminded Ginger not to slip later. 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 glanced 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?
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