He gave Alexander Miller a faint smile.

Alexander Miller went over his words in his mind, and after a while, said strangely, "Husband?"

"Yes." Koa Jackson slightly curled his lips.

Roy Anders glanced at Mia Ginger, who was blushing, and blurted out, "You’re married?"

Mia Ginger didn’t know why Koa Jackson suddenly brought this up, and said in a small voice, "Yeah, we got a marriage certificate."

Got a certificate?

Roy Anders forced an unnatural smile, "Congratulations."

"Thanks." Mia Ginger pressed her lips together.

The two of them somehow dragged the topic far away, and Alexander Miller cleared his throat and said to Koa Jackson, "Alright. This situation can be understood, considering the special circumstances. I’ll explain it to the faculty and the dormitory later, it shouldn’t be a problem."

"Thank you for the trouble."

"You’re welcome."

Talking to him was stressful for Alexander Miller. The pressure mainly came from his height and aura.

In terms of age, he should be a bit older than Koa Jackson, but facing him, he always felt a lack of confidence.

Alexander Miller watched the two of them leave the office.

Mia Ginger breathed a long sigh of relief and glanced at Koa Jackson.

After a while, she couldn’t help it and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you," Mia Ginger was amused, "talking so seriously, the advisor believed it right away."

What do you mean by talking seriously?

He was naturally serious, okay?

Koa Jackson simply didn’t want to pay her any mind, and stepped out of the teaching building.

Mia Ginger hurriedly caught up, affectionately linking her arm with his, and looked up to ask, "But you could have just said you were my attending doctor earlier, why did you have to mention our relationship?"

How embarrassing is that?

Koa Jackson chuckled, "Is that guy interested in you?"

"Who?" Mia Ginger was puzzled, "Roy Anders?"

"Yeah."

"No, he’s just like that, especially warm and caring towards everyone." Mia Ginger casually waved her hand.

Koa Jackson: "Heh."

Mia Ginger gave him a speechless look, hugged his arm tightly, and said, "Really, he’s not. Don’t overthink it."

Koa Jackson pulled back his arm, his face a bit stiff.

Mia Ginger said embarrassedly, "No way, I just said a couple of words to him, and you’re unhappy, aren’t you being too petty?"

Koa Jackson lowered his eyes to glance at her, leaned down slightly, and whispered in her ear, "I’m not unhappy.

...

Mia Ginger met his gaze in confusion, and when she finally reacted, she bit her lip and walked directly ahead.

But—

In broad daylight, he’s saying such things with a cold face, is it really appropriate?

Mia Ginger felt both shy and annoyed, crossing her arms to shield her chest.

Koa Jackson quickly caught up next to her, chuckled low with quite a bit of amusement, and then heard a strange sound.

Mia Ginger heard it too, and raised her hand to cover her stomach.

Koa Jackson frowned and asked her, "What’s wrong? Didn’t you have lunch?"

"I did." The lie slipped out of Mia Ginger’s mouth, fearing she’d get an earful from him again.

Unexpectedly—

Her stomach was not cooperating at all.

Right after she spoke, it made another sound.

It was too embarrassing; she didn’t even dare to look at Koa Jackson’s face.

Koa Jackson sneered, too lazy to argue with her, and asked directly, "What do you want to eat?"