Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1498

In the kitchen.

Lorelei searched high and low but couldn't find the medication her grandmother had mentioned.

Just as she was starting to get confused, a broad, warm chest suddenly pressed against her back.

"Grandma said she misremembered. They're sorting out her new medication in the main kitchen, so she sent someone else to get it."

Lorelei spun around, colliding right into Harold.

They stood face to face, so close they could feel each other's body heat.

Feeling awkward, Lorelei instinctively tried to step back, only to realize she was pinned against the wall.

The man standing in front of her showed absolutely zero inclination to step back, his dark eyes locked intensely on her.

"Misremembered?" Lorelei raised an eyebrow, completely bewildered. "Since when is Grandma's memory that bad?"

"It's been slipping a bit."

Harold nodded, his gaze thoroughly glued to her as he spoke in a husky whisper, "Lori."

"Hmm?"

Startled by him suddenly saying her name, Lorelei's heart skipped a beat as she looked up at him.

"I think I'm running a fever." Harold took her hand and pressed it against his cheek, his voice gravelly yet undeniably magnetic. "Feel this. I'm burning up."

"You really are."

Lorelei flinched at the heat, a deep wave of genuine worry washing over her. "Did you catch a cold from falling into the pool earlier?"

When they returned to the Houston estate.

She had a hot drink to warm up, but Harold hadn't.

"Maybe."

Harold faked two weak coughs and smoothly let his weight slump against her, sounding thoroughly exhausted. "My head is spinning. It really hurts."

"Let's get you home then."

Lorelei struggled to support his weight, carefully guiding him out of the kitchen.

They stopped briefly to bid Eleanor goodbye.

"Huh?"

Eleanor, still happily lost in her daydreams of great-grandchildren, stared at the suddenly "frail and helpless" Harold, the corner of her mouth twitching violently.

He had been perfectly fine two minutes ago, and now he was deathly ill?

*Heh.*

This kid really was desperate if he was resorting to playing the sympathy card.

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