The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

Chapter 841 - 866: Plenty of Time Left [Bonus Skit (6)]

Wasn’t he told to practice martial arts from a young age to build a strong body? How come it was over so quickly, just like that?

With this quality, when in the world will he be able to have kids?

Mia didn’t make a sound, imagine how wronged she must feel?!

Old Master Jackson stood outside the door, his face lined with wrinkles and a cloud of gloom, looking utterly stressed.

Suddenly, someone pulled open the door from the inside.

Koa Jackson was stunned, "Grandpa? Uncle Dawn?"

"Ha ha." Butler Jackson let out an awkward laugh, "The old master said you haven’t been home for a while, so he thought to come see if Mia is getting accustomed here, and if there’s anything you need replenished."

Koa Jackson, wrapped in a bathrobe, his clear, fair face still flushed with a hint of redness, raised an eyebrow wearily: "Is that so?"

With a look that clearly didn’t believe a word.

He had come back with Mia, feeling passionate and uncomfortable.

The little girl was in no position to help, so she had given him a hand.

Afterward, he went to the bathroom, only to realize the sanitary products were left in the study, so she asked him to fetch them.

Who would have thought—

The moment he opened the door, he met Old Master Jackson’s peculiar face.

Had he come to eavesdrop?

Checking if Mia is used to the place, coming up with reasons like this in the middle of the night, how interesting...

Koa Jackson was practically helpless with him.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, with a half-smile, looking as if he had no choice.

However, Old Master Jackson felt like he’d uncovered a secret and was a bit embarrassed and angry. He stopped beating around the bush and said worriedly: "Koa, if there’s an issue, it needs to be treated quickly. Aren’t you at the hospital? Use your break to have it checked. It won’t take much effort, don’t be afraid to be embarrassed, cough cough..."

Koa Jackson: "..."

Get treated if there’s an issue?

What issue does he have? What is his grandpa thinking?

Koa Jackson said with a dark face: "What are you talking about? I’m very healthy."

"It was so quick." Old Master Jackson said as he followed him to the study while walking, "Mia didn’t make a sound. This isn’t normal, do you understand? No, this kid is a doctor, how can he not understand this?!"

Old Master Jackson was so anxious, and the last sentence was obviously directed at Butler Jackson.

Koa Jackson picked up Mia’s bag from the study’s sofa and was on his way back, practically unable to respond.

Seeing that he remained silent, Old Master Jackson thought he was consenting. He continued earnestly: "Listen to grandpa, make sure to have it checked at the hospital the day after tomorrow. If you really don’t want to do it at the hospital, we can do it at home..."

Koa Jackson had already reached the master bedroom’s door, looked at him sideways, and said through gritted teeth: "You’re overthinking it, I last quite a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed the door.

Old Master Jackson: "..."

Butler Jackson: "..."

The two of them left outside exchanged a glance with each other.

Old Master Jackson said helplessly: "Koa has been strong-willed since he was young, what can we do, it’s really worrying!"

"Maybe you’re overthinking it." Butler Jackson comforted him, "Didn’t you notice? Young Master’s face turned so dark."

"Doesn’t that just prove he’s not okay." Old Master Jackson sighed deeply as he descended the stairs, speaking worriedly, "What are we to do? Look, he doesn’t cooperate and doesn’t listen to a word."

Anxious, Butler Jackson had to keep comforting him as they went downstairs.

——

Inside the room.

Koa Jackson was speechless.

He passed the backpack over to the bathroom, leaned back on the bed, and checked the time.

What did he mean by "it was so quick for him"?

And what did he mean by "Mia didn’t make a sound"?

He clearly always felt exhausted at the end, and Mia, more so, didn’t even have her voice in the morning.

Good grief.

"Who was here just now? I thought I heard someone talking."

"Grandpa was here."

Koa Jackson lifted her back onto the bed, fatigued, and said: "The old master came to eavesdrop in the middle of the night, truly growing younger as he ages, bored."

"Ah?" Mia’s face changed, "Then did he... hear anything?"

"He heard a bit." Koa Jackson didn’t want to elaborate.

"This is so embarrassing." Mia looked at him, her face a bright red, "What should we do? I feel like I can’t face him anymore."

"You didn’t make a sound earlier," Koa Jackson played with her soft fingers, couldn’t help but laugh, and comforted her: "He can’t possibly ask about such things. Don’t worry. Just go about as usual."

"Oh." Mia sighed in relief.

Her body slid downwards, her toes nudging at his calf under the covers.

Koa Jackson immediately raised his leg, pressing her two thin, white legs tightly, whispered: "Uncomfortable?"

Mia’s face was red, "No."

As soon as she finished speaking, her brows knitted involuntarily again.

Sighing, she said: "My stomach hurts a little."

"Eat less for dinner in the future." Koa Jackson flexed his fingers and tapped her nose lightly, "You know? If you really don’t want to eat, just say so, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about if you don’t eat."

"It’s not that." Mia was speechless, "Most of it’s digested already, it’s menstrual cramps, my stomach hurts."

"Want me to rub it for you?" Koa Jackson asked gently.

"My whole body feels a bit sore," Mia bit her lip, with a hopeful look, "Can you massage me again, like you did at the hospital? I so miss that."

"Come here." Koa Jackson said simply.

"Okay, okay."

He laughed softly: "Heaven sure is kind to you."

"Hmm?" Mia responded dizzily.

Koa Jackson turned her around and embraced her, saying: "Gave you such nice looks, and such a nice body, wasn’t it kind to you?"

His breath fell on Mia’s delicate skin,

Mia replied dully, "Kind to you, rather."

Koa Jackson was taken aback, then chuckled hoarsely, "Indeed."