[Female Protagonist Synopsis]:
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Mia Ginger experienced a trial marriage.
Before the trial marriage--
Dad said: "Koa Jackson is a postdoctoral fellow, watch your words and deeds."
Mom said: "Since you don't like him anyway, why not let your sister have him."
Brother said: "Shameless, stealing big sister's beloved."
Sister said: "Why didn't you come back a month later!"
Mia Ginger didn't understand, she was already seventeen years late, late enough that the whole Ginger Family completely forgot her existence, late enough that the adopted sister occupied seventeen years of affection, late enough that the man she was betrothed to almost became someone else's groom, how much later should she be?
Mia Ginger curved her lips: "Grandpa Jackson, I will strive to be worthy of Brother Jackson."
She thought it was out of spite, unaware that upon meeting him again, she discovered he was the big brother lingering in her heart for nearly ten years.
At two years old, she got lost, falling from a Rich Family's Daughter to a street beggar, picked up and raised by a masseuse for seventeen years, and upon returning home, she was determined to become the first socialite in upper-class society.
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[Male Protagonist Synopsis]
He is Koa Jackson, the third son of the Jackson Family, elegant and upright, with outstanding looks, the youngest neurosurgery professor in the domestic medical field, known by all.
Simply because, at twenty-seven, he remains single.
All young ladies want to marry into the Jackson Family, unaware the nobleman was betrothed since birth.
In his entire life, he need only remain pure, waiting for one girl to grow up.
Before the trial marriage, Koa Jackson had seen his future bride twice.
The first time, he was eight, she was eight months. He stood by the bed watching her crawl with her little bottom, finding it amusing, he wrote his name on her sole and said with a smile: "Brother will stamp you."
The second time, he was eighteen, she was ten. He stood by the road watching her sneakily stealing, feeling pity, he took her hand and gave her a hundred yuan, helplessly saying: "Not stealing is a good child."
He's always remembered the first time, long forgotten the second.
Unexpectedly, the little girl whose foot he tickled at home always regarded the second time as her life's salvation.
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[He couldn't partake in her turbulent past, but wholeheartedly takes on her prosperous future; companionship is the most touching confession.]


Caiden Ward was nineteen years older than her; she had always called him "uncle" this and "uncle" that. Even though the two of them had no blood relationship, crossing that psychological barrier was by no means easy. Thinking about it, the Caiden Ward in her memories must have been the same, right?


After all, from beginning to end, he had never said anything like "I like you."


Maeve's mind drifted as she looked at him; there seemed to be a sheen of moisture flickering in her eyes.


Caiden Ward froze, looking at her and about to speak. The next instant, he saw that shimmer vanish completely. The sorrow he had just glimpsed for that fleeting moment seemed like his own hallucination. Maeve had already stepped out of his arms and said in a light, easy tone, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself."


Caiden Ward suddenly didn't know what to say.


Maybe he really was seeing things. He'd been too busy lately, and he actually hadn't been sleeping well.


Chapter 1204 - Chapter 1231: That's Not Very Appropriate (2)