Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 253

"You..." Melvin stood at the doorway, phone in hand, staring quizzically at the girl inside the infirmary.

"Fancy seeing you here, Mr. Steele," Juniper said, tossing her empty ice cream cup into the trash. She casually held her hand out to the man beside her to be wiped, a subtle curve playing on her lips.

"Melvin, come on in, have a seat," Kurt said. He genuinely admired Melvin, and hearing that he was transferring his nationality to Orient Country had boosted his opinion even more.

"You already know Juniper. This is my cousin, Shanley Schwartz," Kurt introduced.

Cousin? One was his coach, the other his cousin. It seemed normal for them to show up when Kurt was injured.

"It is a coincidence," Melvin said, relieved. He walked straight to the empty seat beside Juniper. Just as he was about to sit, Shanley's icy voice cut in. "Flint, get Mr. Steele a chair."

Flint's eyes darted between the two men, instantly getting the message. He brought a chair and placed it a very, very long way away from Juniper.

Kurt was a bit puzzled. What was going on? His cousin seemed hostile towards Melvin! Was this... jealousy? Then again, the way Melvin looked at Juniper wasn't exactly innocent.

"J will be here shortly." Melvin glanced at the distant chair, chuckled, and sat down. "You won't go back on your promise to me, will you?"

"Of course not," Juniper replied, leaning back and studying Melvin with a faint smile. Ever since she learned of his patriotism and love for his family, she found him much more agreeable. Especially now that he might be her long-lost brother.

Shanley watched her stare at Melvin with a smile on her face, and a sense of crisis washed over him. He quickly pulled a piece of candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, and held it to her lips, coaxing softly, "Mango flavor. Your favorite."

"Oh." Juniper obediently opened her mouth to accept it, her eyes still fixed on Melvin. She had just been scrutinizing photos of Jimmie, carefully examining his features. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but she felt that Melvin bore a slight resemblance to him. Especially... his eyes.

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