Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 395

Juniper grabbed Shanley's pillow and hugged it tightly. Before long, she drifted off to sleep.

When Shanley returned from his shower, he found Juniper lying in bed, her brow furrowed, sleeping restlessly. What was wrong with her? She had seemed perfectly fine when she got back this afternoon.

Shanley gently tucked her in, then took out his phone and opened a WhatsApp chat with Qadir. [Hi Qadir, has anything happened with Juniper at school recently?]

Receiving a message from Shanley, Qadir shot upright, clutching his phone as he carefully typed his reply: [Mr. Schwartz, nothing's wrong with Juniper. She just, you know, lectures the teachers a bit, tutors some classmates. When she's hungry, she goes to the cafeteria, and when she's sleepy, she naps in the classroom…]

Qadir reported every detail meticulously. Suddenly an idea occurred to him. He added: [By the way, no boys dare to approach Juniper, so you can rest assured.]

Shanley pinched the bridge of his nose as he read the long, rambling message.

[How was her appetite this afternoon?]

Qadir: [Juniper ate three plates of pasta, spicy chicken, pizza with minced meat, stir-fried greens…]

Was he reading a menu? But it seemed Juniper’s appetite was fine.

Shanley replied with a "Thanks," then leaned over the bed. He gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead, his heart heavy. Why was she so unhappy? It broke his heart to see her like this.

...

Meanwhile, in Australis, Harold went straight to the old family estate after landing. The Houston family was a renowned medical dynasty in Australis, famous for their philanthropic work.

"Good day, Mr. Houston," the servants said, their eyes widening in surprise when they saw him. "What brings you back?"

"Why can't I be back?" Harold shot a cool glance at the servants, his tone icy.

"Harold?" Noemi stood up, her face lighting up with joy. "You're back!"

“Screech—”

The woman playing the violin beside her flinched, her fingers slipping and producing a jarring note.

"I need to talk to you about something," Harold said, his tone softening. He glanced at Lorelei. She was wearing a pale, form-fitting dress, her hair styled in an elegant updo held with a pin adorned with a pale green gem, which accentuated her delicate features. It had been a while; she seemed to have lost weight. Shouldn't she be happier without him around?

Lorelei stopped playing and looked up at Harold. For a moment, their eyes met. Both expressions were neutral; neither spoke first.

"I have something I need to ask you," Harold said, breaking the silence as he looked away from Lorelei and toward Noemi.

"Something to ask?" Noemi glanced at Lorelei, then gave an awkward smile. "You two haven't seen each other in half a year, have you? Why don't you sit down and talk for a bit?"