Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1475

When the car pulled up, Juniper and Shanley were the first to step out.

"Wow," Shanley said, the corners of his lips curling into a teasing smile as he took in the scene. "The entire family is out in full force to help Dr. Houston woo his wife."

"It's a bit much," Juniper blinked, muttering under her breath. "If you were Lorelei, this would definitely send you running in the opposite direction."

This kind of reception...

Those who knew better would see it as a warm welcome, but to anyone else, it looked like a show of dominance.

Besides, Lorelei was an introvert. This was basically a death sentence for her social battery!

"Juniper," Theia linked arms with her daughter affectionately, a bright smile on her face. "Did Mom do a good job?"

"Uh?" Juniper blinked, offering an awkward but polite smile.

Just as she was struggling for a response, Harold's car pulled up right behind them.

Everyone's gaze snapped toward the vehicle in unison.

Inside the car, Lorelei saw the imposing lineup at the door. Her already frayed nerves instantly spiked to the absolute limit.

"Why are they..."

Even Harold hadn't anticipated this spectacle. He turned his head to look at her. "They probably just want to show how much they value you."

Lorelei pressed her lips together, nervously picking at her cuticles.

"I'm right here," Harold said, opening his door. He leaned in close to her, his gaze impossibly soft.

"Okay." Her mind was a chaotic mess. All she could do was follow his lead, letting him gently guide her out of the passenger seat.

It wasn't appropriate to be overly affectionate in front of the elders, so Lorelei stubbornly insisted on standing on her own.

But with one leg still out of commission, she had to lean against Harold to keep from falling over.

Harold naturally wrapped an arm around her waist. The warmth of his palm seeped through the thin fabric of her clothes, melting into her skin.

No wonder she had caught Juniper's eye and earned such high praise.

Her second son really had great taste.

But to have such a wonderful wife, to not cherish and adore her properly, and to actually consider divorce?

His brain must have short-circuited!

"Let's go." Harold tightened his grip around Lorelei, preparing to head inside.

Suddenly, Theia turned around, her tone sharp with displeasure. "What kind of husband are you? Making your wife walk on a bad leg?"

"You're lucky Lorelei has such a sweet temper. If it were me, I would've kicked you into next week."

"Mom, it's not him, it's me—" Seeing Harold getting scolded, Lorelei hurriedly tried to explain.

"I know," Harold interrupted softly. He bent down and effortlessly swept Lorelei into his arms, flashing her a wicked grin. "Let me carry you, or I'm going to catch a beating."