"Mm." Koa Jackson got up and handed him a glass of water.
"Brother Jackson came back last year, right," Bob Ginger said with a smile, one hand holding the water cup, "My mom was really happy after mentioning you and my sister. She even secretly met you at the hospital without telling my parents. Do you remember? She really likes you."
"No impression." Koa Jackson replied calmly.
"I’m talking about my sister Zuri Ginger."
"I know." Koa Jackson curled his lips slightly, but there was no extra expression on his handsome face.
"Anyway, she really likes you," Bob Ginger continued without noticing any displeasure from him, "It was all settled that you guys would get engaged this summer, wasn’t it? But then suddenly... my real sister, the one who got lost, suddenly came back."
"Mm." Koa Jackson nodded, indicating understanding.
"As soon as she came back, the engagement between you and my sister was called off, and it became about the two of you."
"Is that so?" Koa Jackson rubbed the rim of the cup with his thumb, quickly smiled, and interrupted him, "That’s how it should have been."
"But my sister already likes you," Bob Ginger said with a deep frown, "Mia Ginger’s return changed everything. My sister must have felt so wronged and sad. She likes you so much, but doesn’t want to trouble our parents, so she cried secretly at home several times."
Koa Jackson said nothing.
Bob Ginger continued, "Besides, my real sister, I heard from my parents that she grew up in a slum. On her first day at the Jackson Family, she didn’t even know how to use a knife and fork or how to fill a bathtub. She needs guidance on the simplest things..."
Bob Ginger spoke for quite a while before stopping, looking at him inquisitively, "I think she’s not from the same world as us and completely unworthy of you. Only a girl like my sister deserves you."
Koa Jackson fixed his gaze on him, suddenly smiled, and leaned back against his chair.
He said nothing, and the room fell silent for a moment.
Bob Ginger suddenly didn’t know what to say either.
Koa Jackson seemed to ponder for a while, then sat upright and looked at him, speaking coldly, "Does your sister know you’re here to see me today?"
"I mean Mia Ginger." Koa Jackson added.
Bob Ginger was bewildered, shaking his head.
"Good," Koa Jackson nodded, "then never let her know."
Bob Ginger was taken aback, feeling that Koa Jackson had become even colder than before. He felt a bit uneasy and bit his lip, "I haven’t finished yet, you don’t know how excessive she can be sometimes, she..."
Koa Jackson raised his hand to interrupt him.
He glanced toward the door, speaking calmly, "If there’s nothing else, head back. The door’s over there."
"Brother Jackson, I..."
"I said the door’s over there." Koa Jackson showed a trace of irritation.
Bob Ginger was startled by his suddenly stern tone, stood up, and after hesitatingly looking at him for a moment, turned around and left.
Koa Jackson reached up to loosen the tie around his neck.
He stood up and went outside for some air.
"Dr. Jackson," a female nurse in the hallway saw him from a distance and called out with a smile as she ran up, "Have you eaten? Do you need me to order takeout?"
"No need." Koa Jackson replied as he walked, "I’ll go check the inpatient department."
"Alright then." The nurse’s expression turned a bit gloomy.
Koa Jackson slipped one hand into his pocket and headed towards the stairway.
Inpatient Department Garden.
Mia Ginger sat on a bench, holding her backpack.
With her head lowered, she studied the identification report in her hands for a long time, expressionlessly tucked it into her bag, and leaned back, staring blankly.