Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1519

Felicia had been one of the lead surgeons in her grandmother's operation, after all.

"Just doing my job." Felicia tucked her hands into her pockets, flashing a casual smile. "You're glowing. It looks like you and Harold finally cleared the air."

Lorelei's cheeks grew warm, and she gently bit her lower lip.

"Relax. Since you've got him locked down, I'm not going to try and steal him from you," Felicia raised a brow, speaking in a breezy, unhurried tone. "I like to think I'm a woman of principle. I strictly keep my actions within the bounds of common decency."

"Though, if you and Harold ever did get divorced, I probably would have gone after him."

"We're not getting divorced."

Lorelei beamed at her, her pink lips parting slightly. "So it looks like you won't be getting that chance after all."

"Is that so?"

Felicia put on an overly exaggerated look of disappointment and sighed dramatically. "Well, aren't I just tragically unlucky."

The two women exchanged a look and burst into laughter.

"Alright, I need to get back to work." Felicia glanced at her watch and tapped her forehead. "Let's grab lunch sometime!"

"Sounds good."

Lorelei waved at her, her eyes sparkling with genuine amusement.

This world truly couldn't function without kind-hearted, straightforward girls like her.

"La la la~"

Humming a little tune, Felicia strolled back toward her office.

Knowing she had zero chance with Harold actually felt like a massive weight off her shoulders. Now she could finally focus her energy on finding some fresh meat.

Finding a good man might be tough, but there are plenty of fish in the sea.

As she was walking.

Someone suddenly called out from behind her, "Felicia Bishop."

"?"

Felicia turned around in confusion. The face looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't immediately put a name to it.

"I'm Lorelei's younger sister." Lexi Bellamy marched up to her, her eyes flashing with a cold hostility.

Oh.

Felicia remembered now. The affair baby from that homewrecker stepmother.

"Can I help you?"

Lexi's face darkened, her brows knitting together in faux sympathy. "My sister has an awful temper. She's icy and detached toward everyone. I bet my brother-in-law has been sick of her for years."

"A man as wonderful as him deserves to be truly happy."

Her entire performance was nothing more than a blatant attempt to use Felicia as a weapon.

She wanted Felicia to wedge herself between the couple, cause a divorce, and once Harold was single, she planned to dispose of Felicia and claim the prize for herself.

"Ah."

It took Felicia a long moment to fully process what had just been said. When she did, a profound wave of revulsion crashed over her.

Was this girl clinically insane? Plotting to destroy her own sister's marriage?

After a few seconds of silence.

Felicia started piecing together the true motive, her lips curling into a sharp sneer. "Wow, I must say, Ms. Bellamy. I had no idea you were such a... 'generous' soul. Willing to throw your own family under the bus like that."

"You're in love with Harold too, aren't you?" Lexi pressed her lips tightly together. "I'm literally trying to help you."

"I did like him, but I've recently decided I don't anymore."

Lexi frowned. "Since when?"

Felicia raised an eyebrow, her tone ice-cold. "Since about ten seconds ago."