Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 818

Out in the garden, Warren stared at the sea of blue roses, his irritation growing. All these damn flowers, planted for Nocturne. And he was the one who had hauled the soil. So he had personally orchestrated a romantic surprise for his own rival.

How utterly laughable!

“Someone get over here!” Warren roared, his face livid. “Rip out every single one of these damn flowers!”

“What?” The servants were shocked. One dared to speak up. “My Lord, your wife planted all of these by hand.”

She’d been so careful when she planted them, allowing no one but the boss himself to help.

“I said, rip them out!” Warren’s voice was cold steel, his eyes glacial.

Damn it all. Every time he looked at these flowers, he pictured Celine staring at that pretty boy’s face, giggling like a fool.

The servants exchanged glances, then deliberately raised their voices. “If we pull them out, the Madam will cry her eyes out!”

“Well, the boss will just have to coax her, I guess.”

“I remember that one time the boss accidentally stepped on one of her flowers. She cried for two hours. He was about to have a complete breakdown by the time she stopped.”

Hearing his staff’s complaints, Warren was suddenly reminded of all the times he’d had to console his little crybaby, and his expression shifted. “Wait!”

The servants, shovels in hand, all paused.

“Fine, don’t pull them,” Warren sighed, rubbing his temples. His head was about to explode. “She’s got a stubborn streak a mile wide. I don’t know who she gets it from. Just take good care of her.”

Leaving that final order, Warren headed for the “cell” where Juniper was being held.

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