The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

Mia paused for a moment, looked up, and saw the light in the study.

What was that girl doing in the study in the middle of the night instead of sleeping, being so diligent?

Koa Jackson’s face slightly tensed as he stepped into the study.

Mia was kneeling in front of the desk, her expression focused, typing on the keyboard.

She had just showered in another bathroom and, seeing that Koa hadn’t come out yet, didn’t feel sleepy. She was occupied with thoughts of her unfinished novel, hence her presence in the study.

The desk was large, and the chair was big, an adjustable swivel chair set to the height Koa Jackson had adjusted last time.

Too lazy to adjust it, she simply knelt on the chair.

So absorbed, she didn’t even notice Koa had suddenly come in.

She continued writing her novel.

Koa stood at the doorway watching her.

The little girl had showered and wasn’t wearing her wig, her hair still a bit short, cleanly and smartly standing up, framing a small, delicate face, pure and refined, looking just like a youth.

She wore his loose white shirt after the shower.

...

Koa’s gaze fell on her curled, slender, pale legs, and his body suddenly tensed.

While Koa was lost in thought, Mia saw him, her eyes curved into a smile, "Doctor."

That term again.

Koa was at a loss for words, stepping forward to her.

Mia saved the document, ejected the USB drive, shut down the computer, and jumped up from the chair, wrapping her arms around his neck, and at the same time, her legs around Koa’s lean waist, tightly like vines.

"What were you doing just now?" He asked as they walked towards the bedroom.

Mia looked down at him and suddenly liked this gesture, tilted her head to blow gently at him, and softly said, "Hubby."

Koa was startled, looking up at her.

Sitting in his arms, Mia naturally was taller than him, clearly seeing his deep eyes.

Restrained and composed, she was quite familiar with it.

At this moment, he was still that rational man, not realizing that the girl in his arms, in many future instances, could make him lose his mind.

His life was still quite rigid, lacking those spontaneous thoughts like Mia.

Mia thought of it, and naturally wanted to put it into action.

So—

When Koa carried her to the bedroom door, she directly reached out and closed the door.

Trapping both of them outside.

Swiftly, she twisted the key in the door a couple of times, raised her hand, pulled it out, and threw it far away.

Koa: "..."

After a while, he came to his senses, so angry that he glared at her, "I see you don’t want to sleep tonight."

"Hehe." Mia hugged his head tightly, murmuring, "Doctor, don’t you think you’re unbearably dull?"

He’s dull?

He doesn’t think he’s dull?

If he’s dull, could he leave her with a romantic memory?

Koa pressed her against the door, saying in a deep voice, "I don’t think so."

"That’s just like a drunk person refusing to admit they’re drunk; a dull person doesn’t think they’re dull, right?" Mia said with a giggle, and as soon as she finished, she let out a soft cry.

Before Mia could let out her soft cry, he had already raised his leg and braced it against the door,

Teasing her?

Why is this person so annoying?

Mia hadn’t expected there was someone even more annoying.

In certain matters, even the most timid men refuse to be challenged, let alone a man like Koa Jackson.

"Don’t be naughty."

Mia: "..."

Seeing her obediently stopping her actions, Koa curled his lips, reached out to pinch her cheek, placed her back on the sofa, and went to get the key, opened the door, picked up a few pieces of clothes from the floor, and tossed them into the laundry basket.

After tidying up everything, he washed his hands, finally turned back to carry the pitiful little thing to the bedroom.