Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1619

"You'll see him tomorrow," Theia said softly, holding her daughter's hand. "After that, no one will ever be able to separate the two of you again."

"Mhm."

Juniper leaned into her mother's embrace, and Theia gently stroked her cheek.

*Sigh.*

She was the youngest daughter, yet she was getting married so early.

Theia had completely missed Celine's wedding.

She hadn't expected it to hurt this much.

Being away from Shanley made Juniper's heart ache slightly, and a faint mist unknowingly gathered in her eyes.

But before she could say a word, Theia beat her to it and started crying.

Juniper: "?"

"Honey, what's wrong?" Silas asked immediately. "Are you not feeling well?"

The couple had been imprisoned for over a decade, and their health was far more fragile than a normal person's.

Theia, in particular, had been poisoned. Her recovery was much slower than his.

Silas had to keep a constant, vigilant eye on her condition.

"I'm fine."

Theia shook her head, answering between sniffles. "Just the thought of giving another daughter away breaks my heart."

They had finally found her, barely had any time to bond, and now she belonged to someone else's family.

"I see." Silas exchanged a helpless smile with Juniper. "Her house is huge. If you miss her, we can just move in with them for a while."

"Absolutely not," Theia immediately objected. "They're newlyweds. Why would we intrude on their lives?"

"Don't cry." Juniper grabbed a tissue and wiped her mother's tears. "It's not that bad."

"Hm?"

Theia looked at her tearfully.

"Coralie and my other sisters haven't gotten married yet."

She meant it as comfort, reminding her mother that she still had daughters at home.

But who could have predicted that this supposedly comforting remark would strike a massive nerve?

Theia burst into even harder, more uncontrollable sobs.

—

Back at the Blackwood family estate.

Looking at the house completely decked out in joyous decorations, it finally hit Juniper that she was really getting married.

"We only stepped out for a minute. How did it end up like this?" Theia walked over, handing Juniper a bowl of chicken soup, clearly displeased. "I told you all not to buy too much, but you just let it go in one ear and out the other."

"We didn't buy that much individually! There are just a lot of us siblings. Everyone bought a little, and it added up," Melvin muttered defensively. "How about we move Harold's stuff out to make room?"

Harold furrowed his brow. "Your ulterior motives are practically slapping me in the face."

Melvin pivoted. "We can move Jimmie's out then."

Jimmie, naturally, wasn't having it. "I don't make the rules for my gifts. Why don't you take that up with your sister-in-law?"

"Sure, let's chat, Melvin."

Luella rolled up her sleeves, cracked her knuckles, and flashed him a wicked grin. "How many minutes do you want this chat to last?"

"Forget it."

Melvin pursed his lips and silently shrank back, glancing over at Ebony Fox.

Couldn't mess with her.

Then he looked at Coralie.

Couldn't afford to mess with her either.

*Damn it.*

Why was he always stuck in the middle? It was so frustrating.