Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1890

"Your stomach?"

Hearing this, Channing's nerves instantly pulled taut.

He immediately pulled the car over, unbuckled his seatbelt, and leaned closely over to Coralie.

"Where exactly does it hurt? Here? Here? Or here?"

Channing gently pressed against her abdomen, asking softly.

He had taught himself a decent amount of medical knowledge precisely for moments like this.

"Don't look so panicked, it's just from drinking too much cold coffee."

Coralie forced a small smile, her voice tight.

Channing was both heartbroken and furious. She had a sensitive stomach, which was why he rarely let her drink iced coffee.

And yet, on such a chilly morning, she had sneaked one behind his back!

"Drink some water."

Channing unscrewed his insulated bottle and brought the warm water to her lips.

Coralie took a few sips, and the warmth immediately eased the cramping.

"Should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

"No need." Coralie glanced up at the darkening sky, her red lips parting slightly. "Let's just go back to Caelus."

Seeing the color return to her face, Channing didn't push the issue.

Stomach issues could range from minor to severe.

Once they got back, he was definitely going to find a top-tier doctor to thoroughly check her health.

***

In Caelus.

It was already 11 PM by the time they arrived home.

Exhausted and wobbly in her high heels, Coralie could barely walk straight.

She had slept on the plane, and she had slept in the car.

Why was she such a sleepyhead today?

Channing shifted her bag from his right hand to his left, bent down, and scooped Coralie up into his arms.

Coralie blinked in a daze for a few seconds. Seeing it was him, she safely let her eyes flutter shut again.

When she woke up next.

It was 3 AM.

Her throat felt parched. She instinctively tried to get out of bed to find water.

"Careful."

Channing's voice suddenly echoed through the dark, and a glass of warm lemonade was gently pressed to her lips.

Coralie eagerly gulped it down.

Still thirsty, she asked in a soft, groggy voice, "Is there more?"

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