Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1797

"Juniper, am I really crippled?" Kurt asked, his face ashen.

"Do you want your parents to finally accept you being with Ebony Fox?"

"Huh?"

The topic shifted so fast Kurt's brain almost short-circuited.

Of course he wanted his parents to accept her, but right now the issue was...

He might be paralyzed for the rest of his life.

If that was true, he couldn't drag her down with him.

"Yes. So play along with me," Juniper said casually.

"Juniper—"

Seeing her about to leave, Kurt panicked. "Are my legs ruined? Does Ebony Fox know?"

"If they really are... Juniper, I have one favor to ask. Please tell her I fell for someone else and I'm breaking up with her."

He had overheard the doctors saying he might never move from the waist down again.

He was going to be a cripple.

He couldn't ruin her life.

Juniper stopped in her tracks, turning to look at him as if he were completely brain-dead. "Have you been watching too many trashy soap operas?"

Kurt: "?"

"Relax, your legs are perfectly fine," Juniper muttered. "The rest depends on your acting skills."

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Outside the ward.

"Juniper, how is it?"

The moment the door opened, Hector rushed over anxiously. "How's his condition? Can his legs be saved?"

"It's uncertain. We still have to wait for the final reports." Juniper stood straight, her expression entirely serious. "I'll do my best to help him recover."

Uncertain?

Do her best?

Juniper was Dr. Nocturne. For her to give such an ambiguous answer...

"There will be."

Juniper nodded, watching Ebony Fox walk into the room looking utterly devastated.

A few seconds later.

Shanley walked out of the adjacent room and stopped beside Juniper.

"Lying to Ebony Fox like that... what are you going to do when she gets mad later?"

Shanley wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close, his voice rich and low.

"It's too good of an opportunity to pass up." Juniper looked up at him. "If she gets mad, I'll just have to coax her."

If once didn't work, she'd try twice.

"Right."

Shanley tightened his grip on her hand, the corners of his lips curling up. "That kid sure has nine lives."

The car was completely crushed, and yet he was still breathing.

"Come on, let's go to the observation room next door. I want to see his performance."