"Right?" Allen said mysteriously, "The way she threw that grape just now was so smooth, she looked like a little pepper."
"That’s why you should stay away from her." Koa Jackson said calmly as he walked.
"That’s not right!" Allen quickly caught up with him, scratching his head. "She looked so obedient just now when she was with you!"
"Oh!" Allen finally realized, drawing out his words, "Does she like you?"
Koa Jackson was momentarily stunned, his thoughts raced.
Mia Ginger should like him, but it was merely liking.
In front of him, she would feel nervous, be awkward, mostly obedient and sensible. Yet at the same time, she could hug and dance with other guys, and for self-respect, she could give up on him.
This affection shouldn’t be too deep; he couldn’t be sure.
Throughout so many years, no woman had ever made him consider love.
Mia Ginger was the first one.
He was very cautious, yet saw everything very clearly.
His feelings toward Mia Ginger were mostly pity and pain, with rare moments of affection that quickly faded, and unfamiliar desires that made him feel guilty.
He subconsciously placed her in the role of a younger sister.
She was so young, a bit stubborn, a bit impulsive, both proud and self-abased, both arrogant and decisive.
She might feel affection, but does she understand what marriage is?
Actually, their current situation is very good.
She has plenty of time to grow up, to adapt to the status of a wealthy family’s daughter, to fit into such a circle, attend university, broaden her horizons, make more friends, learn more knowledge, and slowly understand what she wants.
Rather than passively accepting and integrating, passively competing, being bound by the marriage contract.
Mia Ginger was inherently very competitive.
At first, when she came to the Jackson Family, there was no shortage of motives to compete with Zuri Ginger and to antagonize the Gingers.
Thinking back, this was unbearable for him.
Rarely, Koa Jackson felt displeased again, his face grew even colder.
Allen followed closely, completely unaware, as he walked and spoke. "Little Pepper looks at most twenty years old. Actually, she shouldn’t like you. Cousin, you’re turning twenty-eight after your birthday; you’re not from the same world as her."
"Really?" Koa Jackson came back to his senses, his pace slowed, he asked in a flat tone.
"Yeah!" Allen nodded thoughtfully, "There’s a saying here, a three-year age gap is a generation gap! With your ages, there are two generation gaps. Especially you, Cousin, you’re always so serious. I haven’t seen you smile once in the days I’ve been back. That’s really not good."
"..." Koa Jackson looked at him intently. "When are you going back?"
"Going back where?" Allen was taken aback, then realized, "M Country? Not going back, didn’t you know?"
"Hmm." Koa Jackson shifted gears, "In the future, don’t use that nickname."
"Little Pepper." Koa Jackson’s face darkened.
"Eh?" Allen pursed his lips and scratched his head, "Even that’s not okay?"
"Not okay." Koa Jackson stopped walking, looked at him without expression, and said, "She’s mine. Can you call your cousin-in-law Little Pepper?"
"Uh... no." Allen was a bit dumbfounded.
"That’s settled then." Koa Jackson ended the conversation and walked away.
Allen stayed where he was, unable to come to his senses for quite a while.
Earlier, wasn’t she... not his girlfriend?
How come she’s suddenly his person?!
Relationships are so complicated.