Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1129

"Pfft—" Hannah had nearly choked on her soup, patting little Shanley's round head lovingly. "You mean a great-granddaughter, but yes."

"Mhm!" Shanley had nodded vigorously, completely serious. "I'll give you a great-granddaughter. I'll give you a whole bunch of them to play with!"

"Such a good grandson," Hannah had beamed with pride.

Fast forward to the present. Her 'good grandson' was pushing thirty and still hadn't tied the knot. Not only that, he had even been swept up in rumors about batting for the other team.

Now, he had finally found a wonderful girl like Juniper, and they were dealing with this incredibly messed-up situation.

And what if, after all this, they only gave her great-grandsons?!

"Stop, stop, don't say another word!" The more Hannah thought about it, the more devastated she became. She covered her face and bolted toward her bedroom, sobbing.

"Huh?"

Kent Schwartz had just stepped inside from the garden, holding a freshly pruned bouquet he wanted to show his wife. As he walked in, he saw her crying and running away.

"What the hell is going on here?! Which one of you made my wife cry?!" he barked fiercely.

Miranda and Hayden just shrugged, completely helpless. They genuinely had no idea the 'no girls' trigger would hit that hard. The performance hadn't even started, and she was already a wreck.

"Oh, what about Dad?" Miranda tilted her chin toward him, whispering cautiously. "How do we get him to cry?"

"We can't exactly tell him to imagine Mom dying, can we?" The more she spoke, the more nervous she felt. Kent was hopelessly, obsessively in love with his wife. Every thought, every breath revolved around Hannah.

"Don't." Hayden immediately clamped a hand over her mouth, lowering his voice. "If you suggest that to him, do you see the pruning shears in his hand? He'll use them on us."

"Mmph—" Miranda's nerves pulled tight. She grabbed her husband's wrist and kept her lips sealed.

Forget it. If it came down to it, they'd just tell the press Kent couldn't handle the shock and had passed out at home. If he was 'unconscious,' he wouldn't need to cry on camera.

"You really are a director," Hayden gave his wife a thumbs-up. She had everyone's roles perfectly mapped out.

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