Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1439

Could that be the woman he loved?

Were the two of them living together right now?

Back then.

After overhearing that conversation, she had fought back, refusing to go through with the wedding.

But her father had used her grandmother's illness as leverage.

If she didn't marry him.

The specialist they had scoured the country for would never set foot in the Bellamy estate.

Her grandmother had been critically ill at the time; without that doctor, she would have died.

She knew perfectly well.

Her father was a man who only cared about corporate warfare and expanding the family empire. He didn't have a single drop of familial affection in him.

So, she was forced to agree.

And just like that, at the absolute worst possible time, she married the man she loved—who didn't love her back.

Three years of marriage, sleeping in the same bed but dreaming completely different dreams, spending almost zero time together.

Even when they were in the same room, the tension was suffocating.

Their relationship was more watered down than a glass of diluted juice.

They treated each other like absolute strangers.

"Sigh."

Lorelei pulled her wandering thoughts back to the present, her fingers lightly brushing against her wedding band as a flash of agony crossed her face.

Forget it.

Love or no love, she was done with all of it.

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The next day.

Lorelei boarded her flight, soaring straight toward Eclara City in Borealia.

Eight hours later.

The plane touched down.

Staring out at the unfamiliar cityscape, she felt a wave of disorientation and fear.

After hesitating for a moment.

She dialed his number, only to be met with an automated voice telling her his phone was turned off.

Was he in the lab?

Lorelei let out a soft sigh, pulling up the laboratory address he had given her in the past.

She hailed a cab and headed straight there.

By the time she arrived, an hour and a half had passed.

The research facility was located in the suburbs, a rather isolated area.

To make matters worse, the weather was miserable, with a freezing drizzle coming down that made everything feel incredibly gloomy.

After some effort.

Lorelei looked around the desolate surroundings, planning to find an open area to sit down and wait for him.

She wasn't familiar with Eclara City at all, and dragging a suitcase around, she had no idea where else to go.

An hour later.

The sky suddenly blackened with heavy clouds, and the rain began to pour down with violent intensity.

Crap.

Lorelei grabbed her suitcase handle, rushing frantically to find some cover from the storm.

She was moving too fast.

Failing to spot a jagged rock jutting out of the pavement, her ankle violently twisted, and she crashed heavily onto the concrete, her luggage tumbling down with her.

—

Meanwhile, on the other side of town.

Harold wrapped up his external tasks and finally returned to the lab.

"Plug my phone in for a bit," he instructed, setting his phone down as he prepared to head toward the inner rooms.

Suddenly, a staff member called out to him. "Dr. Houston, someone was just here looking for you."

"Who?" Harold rubbed his temples, his voice thick with exhaustion.

"A woman. Her name was Lorelei Bellamy," the staff member said.

"Who?"

Harold stopped dead in his tracks, his head snapping back around.