The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory-Chapter 542 - 553: Is It Love? (4)

"Hmm."

"Did it hurt?" Koa Jackson paused his movement.

"No." Mia Ginger smiled, "Didn’t you say to let you know if it hurts? I promised you, didn’t I?"

Koa Jackson smiled with pressed lips.

He sat upright, eyes slightly lowered, focusing intently as he cleaned her ear canal.

——

Dallas Taylor saw this scene from afar.

His expression froze for a moment, coming to a halt.

Olivia Williams, who was following behind, almost bumped into his back and quickly stopped too.

She looked up and was stunned as well.

Turning her head, she cautiously glanced at Dallas and tentatively said, "Mia Ginger, she..."

Wasn’t she supposed to have selective amnesia?

How did she suddenly become so intimate with Koa Jackson?

Dallas regained his composure, took large strides, and walked over expressionlessly.

Soon enough——

They reached the two of them.

Mia Ginger was the first to see him, paused for a moment, unable to speak, she just curved her lips into a slight smile, looking quite obedient.

Dallas immediately knew she hadn’t regained her memory.

When Koa Jackson stopped what he was doing, he leaned slightly towards her and asked, "What’s wrong? Is your ear uncomfortable?"

"Yeah," Mia Ginger nodded, "Dr. Jackson helped clean it up a bit, it’s much better now."

As she finished speaking, she looked up at Olivia and unexpectedly smiled, "Oh, Sister Williams is here."

"You still remember me?" Olivia asked in surprise, a hint of delight in her tone, and cautiously glanced at Dallas.

"Yeah, we met at the charity gala before the New Year." Mia replied earnestly, "That night I even had a fight with the instructor... um, Dallas, I seem to remember, I remember you."

"You remembered wrong." Dallas said sternly, "How could I have quarreled with you?"

"Didn’t I?" Mia Ginger frowned, "We did argue, in the bathroom..."

As Mia looked at him, she suddenly felt her mind was a mess again.

A bit tangled up.

So she decided not to think about it, pouted and said, "We did argue, you shouldn’t bully me just because I can’t remember."

Olivia: "..."

Dallas was taken aback, then smiled, "Okay, I won’t bully you, it’s all my fault. How about I admit I was wrong?"

"Hmph." Mia pouted her lips.

Dallas chuckled heartily, turning to Koa, "I’m sorry for interrupting. I’ll take her upstairs now."

Koa Jackson let out a breath, "Alright."

"Goodbye." Dallas pushed Mia’s wheelchair and turned to leave.

"Goodbye, Dr. Jackson." Mia turned her head, looked at Koa Jackson, waved her hand, and said.

Koa Jackson watched the three of them leave, clenching the cotton swab stick in his hand.

Charity gala?

Did she really forget that night so completely?

Yet he remembered it vividly.

Every moment, every detail, her skin’s warmth, the heated breaths, and that small trembling, tense body, the soft and alluring voice...

So there really is a feeling in this world, like being slowly cut to pieces.

Koa Jackson lowered his head with a smile, took a few steps, and threw the cotton swab stick into the trash can.

He turned and headed to the clinic.

——

Dallas pushed Mia to the ward.

She inexplicably felt a long breath of relief.

All she felt was that she couldn’t be close to Koa Jackson anymore; it was too perilous.

His presence was too intoxicating.

Like poppy.

Every time she got a little closer, she’d want to be even closer. Every time she saw him, her whole being felt uncontrollable, especially as more and more contact made her acutely aware of her own abnormality.