Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 143

Night fell, and a light rain drifted down, blanketing the neon-lit city in a gray haze.

Juniper hugged her backpack, squatting under a sheltering eave, her clear eyes watching the passing cars. A strange sense of disappointment welled up when she didn't see a certain someone's car.

"Where are you headed, little lady?" A taxi driver, feeling sorry for her, rolled down his window and kindly asked, "The rain's getting heavier. I can take you home."

"That's okay," Juniper said, checking the time and shaking her head. "Someone's coming to get me. Thanks."

"Alright then," the driver said with a good-natured smile. "Well, stay safe."

"I will." Juniper nodded slightly and popped a candy into her mouth from her pocket. Her mood lifted a little as she continued to watch the traffic expectantly. Finally, just as the candy was about to dissolve and her patience was wearing thin, a low-key black sports car screeched to a halt beside the road.

"Juniper." The car door opened, and a tall, imposing man holding an umbrella stepped out hastily. Juniper looked up and met Shanley's handsome, worried face. He seemed to have left in a hurry; his tie was askew, his hair was slightly messy, and he hadn't even changed out of his slippers. The usually cool and noble man looked a bit disheveled, but his face was still as handsome as ever.

"Sorry, I'm late." Shanley stopped in front of Juniper, tilting the umbrella entirely over her, his large frame shielding her from the wind and rain.

"There was an accident on the north side, caused some traffic." He explained patiently, "Are you cold?"

Even though she had been under the eave, her clothes and hair were still damp. Without a moment's hesitation, Shanley took off his jacket and draped it over her, wrapping her up tightly. By now, the rain was pouring down, drenching the man. His white shirt turned transparent, clearly revealing the contours of his muscles under the streetlights.

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