Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1705

Ebony Fox looked at him for two seconds before finally eating it.

"Hehe." Watching them, Polly couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ebony Fox frowned, asking in confusion.

"It's just so sweet watching people date," Polly looked at her with a smile. "You and Mr. Kurt look so good together. You're simply a match made in heaven."

Kurt raised an eyebrow; she really was his matchmaker, her mouth as sweet as honey.

She totally knew what to say.

"Just eat."

Ebony Fox blinked quite awkwardly. "No schedule this afternoon, go home early and rest."

Polly nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

"Oh, right."

Ebony Fox suddenly remembered something and looked up at Polly. "Has Xavier Saxon come by the gym lately?"

"?"

Hearing that name, Kurt, who was peeling shrimp, immediately perked his ears up.

"No."

Polly shook her head and explained softly, "But he did call earlier and transferred his entire tuition balance to the other female students at the company."

"He also said that he would cover their tuition from now on."

Polly sighed softly as she spoke. "Looking at it this way, Mr. Saxon is actually a pretty good guy."

"Ahem—"

Feeling uncomfortable, Kurt cleared his throat, deliberately drawing attention.

"However!" Polly immediately sat up straight, speaking with absolute seriousness. "No matter how good he is, he's still not as good as Kurt. Look at him—tall, handsome, can cook, and has such a sweet way with words."

"That's enough," Kurt mumbled softly, blocking his face from view. "Even though everything you said is true, the compliments are making me blush."

That left Polly and Ebony Fox completely speechless.

——

After lunch.

Kurt cleaned up the kitchen and ran to the office door to wait for his girlfriend.

——

At the supermarket.

Kurt pushed the cart, which was loaded with items—toothpaste, toothbrushes, hand towels, and bath towels.

"You're staying for three days. Do you really need all this stuff?" Ebony Fox gave him a suspicious look. "Are you an octopus?"

"Just in case," he replied with a smile.

He said three days now, but it might not just be three days.

She couldn't be bothered to argue, slowly following behind him and listening to his endless chatter about which products were best.

Watching him like this, an internet buzzword suddenly popped into her head: completely exuding a domesticated husband vibe!

Tsk.

She turned her head away, stopping herself from overthinking.

Meanwhile.

Not far away, a girl was on the phone, visibly excited: "Annie, I think I just saw your Kurt."

"He's shopping with a woman; she must be the homewrecker you're looking for."