"...

"Get me the clothes."

Koa Jackson: "..."

He turned around and resignedly went to get the clothes.

Mia Ginger quickly got dressed, folded the blanket, and made the bed.

She hardly ever wears makeup, and without long hair to manage, she naturally gets ready quickly.

Around seven, the two of them went downstairs for breakfast.

Koa Jackson had a one-hour drive to work, and fearing traffic, he left shortly after eating.

Mia’s class wasn’t starting soon, so she took her time, carrying her bag as she leisurely walked to the university.

She arrived at the classroom more than half an hour early.

Morning sunlight streamed through the window into the bright and spacious lecture hall, and at a glance, it was empty.

Mia lowered her eyes, thinking for a moment, before choosing a seat in the second row. She took out her book and began reviewing the highlights from before. In between, she dazed off for a moment, and soon it was class time.

The first class was a required course, yet three classes from the department attended together.

The lecturer, Professor Lee, was a rigid old man with considerable authority in the school, and no one dared to skip his class.

Naturally, there were a lot of students.

Before class started, the first third of the seats in the classroom were full.

Professor Lee had many rules; students left empty seats at the front to hide in the back, but he never let it go. He always asked questions starting from the back to the front. All in all, retreating to the back meant facing disaster.

Mia was lost in random thoughts when she looked up and saw Windsor Myres and Camden River coming in together.

She was seated in a middle side position, and Windsor Myres walked past her with an indifferent expression, not acknowledging her at all.

Mia had no expression on her face either and casually withdrew her gaze.

Windsor Myres followed Camden River, and they soon chose seats in the back, the atmosphere between them a bit tense.

Windsor Myres was mainly in a bad mood.

At breakfast, she blew up at a boy in the dining hall who was staring at her. Camden River felt embarrassed and said a few words to her on the way to class.

Somehow, the relationship between the two got tense.

It was truly speechless.

Windsor Myres just felt that nothing had been going well lately, and Camden River’s attitude particularly made her feel frustrated.

When they weren’t in class, he had a lot of other things to do, not at all like he was in the beginning, where he’d come down quickly when he heard her calling from downstairs, whether willingly or not.

Camden River was thin-skinned, and loudly calling him downstairs used to always work.

But now it didn’t seem to work as well.

Windsor Myres felt that their current situation was exactly what Mia had warned her about.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, she had to acknowledge that the initial excitement between her and Camden River had indeed faded.

Within the college, students had gotten used to them, and gradually, the couple didn’t attract much attention anymore. Since they had gotten into Cloud Capital University, most of the students had pretty good grades before. After the novelty and excitement of freshman year, now at present, one by one, they were busy with exams and certifications, not having the energy to gossip about her all day long.

Most importantly, there wasn’t much to gossip about between them either.

Such dramatic events like jumping off a building for a kiss were never going to happen again, and currently, her relationship with Camden River was stable, in a phase of equilibrium, leaving nothing to talk about.

She felt empty.

She was used to being noticed and marveled at, so the plainness was difficult for her to endure.

It seemed that Camden River didn’t really love her that much anyway.

He was the rational and calm type of guy, focused on study and work, sometimes so absorbed that it seemed he forgot about her existence.

The more Windsor Myres thought, the more insecure she felt.

She reached out, grasping the hand Camden River had placed on the desk.

Camden River looked down at her, moved his hand away.

Windsor Myres grabbed it again, her expression stubborn, pursed her lips and looked at him, whispered, "Do you love me?"

The two girls sitting in front still heard it, instinctively turning back to glance at her, pursed their lips, then turned back around.

Camden River was a bit embarrassed, whispered, "Let’s talk after class."

"Do you love me or not?" Windsor Myres asked again.

Camden River directly withdrew his hand, letting it hang by his side, ignored her with a cold face.

Windsor Myres looked at his indifferent expression, tightened the hand by her side, held his arm and leaned in to kiss him.

Didn’t even manage to kiss him?

The old professor with glasses on the lectern yelled sharply, "Windsor Myres!"

The whole classroom fell silent for a few seconds, Windsor Myres was startled too, she turned around, sat silently without speaking.

"Stand up!" The old professor had long known her, but because she hadn’t been disruptive in class this semester, he had never given her a hard time. This was the first time.

Windsor Myres stood up.

The old professor stood straight on the podium, with a stern face, he asked coldly, "What were you doing just now?!"

A question asked with exasperation.

Windsor Myres pursed her lips, stared directly into his eyes, and said calmly, "Didn’t you see?"