Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1466

“Hiss—”

The fall was disastrously well-aimed. Harold's lips crashed squarely against Lorelei's teeth.

The man furrowed his brow, letting out a muffled groan of pain.

“You're bleeding.”

Stung by the sight of red at the corner of his mouth, Lorelei gasped. “I'll go get you some medicine, ah—”

In her rush, she forgot about the injury on her leg and let out a sharp cry of pain.

“Don't move!”

Harold pressed her down, asking anxiously, “Did you bump your foot? Does it hurt bad?”

“It doesn't hurt.”

Lorelei shook her head, her gaze fixed on his lips. “You need to stop that bleeding. The cut looks deep.”

“Are you sure you're okay?”

Harold grabbed a tissue and casually dabbed at his mouth, his brows knit tightly together.

“Yeah.”

Lorelei spoke, her voice trembling slightly. “Hurry up and get the first aid kit to clean that up.”

If the cut was severe, he might need a trip to the hospital for a tetanus shot.

Harold had no choice but to head to the bathroom to clean it up.

It was a hard hit. Two distinct teeth marks were clearly visible on his lower lip.

After stopping the bleeding, it started to swell up, looking highly conspicuous.

Staring at his reflection in the mirror, Harold didn't feel the pain. Instead, he found himself recalling their close contact, the corners of his lips ticking upward.

He felt secretly thrilled.

The way she worried about him just now definitely hadn't been faked.

It wasn't as if she felt absolutely nothing for him.

With a little more effort, there was no wall he couldn't break down.

—

Back in the bedroom.

Lorelei leaned against the headboard, silently replaying the intimate collision from earlier.

She was doomed.

Her bestie came from a prominent family in Australis and was very well-connected in high society circles.

If there was gossip to be found, it would be easy for her to get her hands on it.

Everyone always claimed Harold had an old flame he'd loved for years, but strangely, no one knew who she was.

Lorelei: [Okay.]

Bestie: [From what I can tell, Dr. Houston is a decent guy. He hasn't had any scandals since you two got married. I'm a bit skeptical about this whole 'old flame' thing.]

Lorelei pursed her lips, typing slowly: [I heard it with my own ears.]

Back then, she had just walked out of the cafeteria and witnessed a girl confessing her feelings to Harold.

Harold had stared at the girl with a deadpan expression and said, “I already have a girl I like.”

The girl's heart broke.

And so did hers.

Bestie: [Alright, I'll ask around. But why don't you try harder? What if Harold actually falls in love with you?]

Lorelei: [This marriage started off on completely the wrong foot. It isn't fair to that girl.]

Stealing the man, and then stealing his heart—she would just look like the other woman.