Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1446

"That's not it." Lorelei's face paled slightly as she lowered her eyes, explaining earnestly, "I just didn't want to disrupt your work."

"I'm a bit busy." Harold sat down next to her, idly playing with two creamy caramels in his hand, looking entirely unamused.

Lorelei remembered he didn't have a sweet tooth. Why was he suddenly playing with candy?

Or could it be... his first love liked them?

"Sorry." Lorelei pulled her gaze away in disappointment, licked her lips, and spoke softly. "I came to Eclara City this time mainly for three things."

Three things?

Hah. She really had an itemized list.

"Alright."

Harold tossed the candies onto the nightstand, suppressing his irritation as his dark eyes locked onto her face. "Let's hear what it is you need to do."

Besides a divorce, what else could there be?

"Mom and Dad haven't seen you in a while. They want you to visit."

Lorelei looked up, her beautiful eyes swirling with complex emotions, yet maintaining a calm exterior. "Especially Mom. She misses you a lot."

"Okay."

Harold's thin lips pressed together as he nodded without hesitation.

Although the two elders of the Houston family weren't his biological parents, they had raised him. To him, that debt was paramount.

Growing up, despite their strictness, they had also given him the warmth of a real family.

Even after discovering his true origins, he wouldn't turn his back on them.

"The lab is a bit busy lately. I'll head back when things wrap up," Harold said.

"Okay."

Hearing his answer, Lorelei quietly let out a breath of relief. But thinking of the next issue made her tense up again. "The second thing... I need a favor."

"Go ahead," Harold stared at her, noticing she seemed even thinner than before.

Coupled with her injury and sickness, she looked incredibly fragile.

Especially her waist...

When he held her yesterday, he could span it with one hand. It felt as if he could snap her in half if he used even a little force.

Harold kept his eyes fixed on her, avoiding an immediate answer, his expression slightly conflicted as he asked.

"The divorce." Lorelei set down her bowl, her complexion pale, speaking weakly. "Our original agreement was for three years. There are thirty-eight days left."

"Thirty-eight days?"

Harold turned his head away. It felt as if a heavy stone was sitting on his chest, crushing his heart. He forced a cold smile. "You remembered it that clearly?"

Lorelei frowned, confused by his smile.

Was it disdain? Or mockery?!

"Don't worry, I'll leave with nothing." She buried the bitterness in her heart, trying her best to look composed.

"And then?"

Harold turned back to her, his fingers curling inward, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"And then what?" Lorelei was taken aback, entirely missing his implication.

Did he need her to explain things to his first love?

"Nothing." Harold didn't want to press it. He stood up, looking down at the woman before him, and said in a low voice, "Right now, neither the Houston family's business nor my work can afford a divorce scandal."