Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1852

Just when he couldn't hold on any longer, he met Coralie.

She was like a beam of light that suddenly pierced through his pitch-black world.

Thank God for her.

Otherwise, he truly wouldn't have known how to survive the rest of his meaningless life.

—

1:00 AM.

Channing finished handling the affairs in Caelus. Afraid of waking Coralie, he opted to sleep on the sofa.

5:00 AM.

He got up and went to the hotel kitchen to personally prepare her breakfast. A hearty soup, soft-boiled eggs, toast, and a warm cup of Ginger Tea with Honey.

After cooking, Channing tirelessly laid out the outfit she would wear that day.

A green silk slip dress, paired with black low heels boasting red soles.

And an alpaca wool trench coat to drape over the top.

"This isn't hotel breakfast, is it?"

Coralie took a sip of the soup, propping herself up on her elbow. She gave the man ironing her dress a lazy, evaluating look. "What time did you get up to make this?"

She could tell from the very first bite. The flavor was too familiar.

It couldn't be perfected in less than two or three hours.

"It's not," Channing replied smoothly, continuing to press her dress. "I woke up early and couldn't sleep, so I made it myself."

"Tsk."

Coralie scoffed softly, mumbling around a mouthful of soup, "I'm not paying you overtime for this."

"That's fine. I already got my overtime pay."

Channing turned his head, pinning Coralie with a deeply meaningful look.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Coralie understood the implication instantly, choking as the memory of their wild, out-of-control night flashed through her mind.

"Are you okay?"

Channing hurried over, grabbing a napkin to wipe her mouth. "What were you thinking about, Ms. Quill? Your face is so red!"

"Bang—"

Coralie frowned and forcefully stomped her foot down onto his.

She used all her strength, but to Channing, it felt like nothing.

"My apologies, I misspoke again." Channing scooped an egg for her. "The car is ready. We can head to the bridal boutique whenever you are."

"Fine."

Coralie changed into her outfit, tossed her purse at Channing, and strutted toward the elevator. "Once we get there, you'll have some free time to yourself."

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