Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 2

Connor lived not too far from the Irvings, just a twenty–minute journey away. The rain was pouring down hard, and despite Flora holding an umbrella, she still got drenched.

As she arrived, she just caught sight of a group of bodyguards packing up luggage.

Connor’s trusted aides, Moss and Beck, were already loading two large suitcases into the car.

Her heart skipped a beat. Luckily, she arrived just in time, or else he really would have left!

As she approached, the bodyguards also noticed her.

“What is this bitch doing here?” Beck’s face fell instantly.

Damn it. She had pushed their boss down the stairs, breaking several of his ribs. He neart got crippled, and yet she had the audacity to show up.

“Let’s just ignore her. We’re leaving anyway.” Moss also genuinely loathed Flora. Hearing this, Beck felt a bit better. Right, they were about to leave. As soon as their boss got a bit better, they would depart, never to see this woman again.

They couldn’t understand what Connor saw in her. She’s clumsy and shrewish, always dressed up like a crazy person.

They really despised Flora and had no intention of dealing with her, but as Flora kept walking towards them, they couldn’t just pretend she wasn’t there. When Flora was about two meters away from the villa’s iron gate, Moss stopped her, with a hostile expression.

Flora halted, hesitating, “I want to see Connor-

“You want to see him? What for? To see if he’s dead?”

his teeth grinding loudly really wish I could push you off the fifth floor and let you taste what it’s like to have all your bones

“Ms. Flora, you better go back. Mr. Connor will soon leave Cedarvale and will have no more ties with

hearing this, Flora became even

No! He couldn’t leave!

but look up

where Connor was. Maybe he was watching her right now. Flora knew she

got a second chance, she absolutely could not make the same mistakes

in, she gritted her teeth and shouted,

‘Connor

being swallowed by the rain. However, Connor was

the bedroom on the second floor, Connor was half–reclining in bed, his handsome features pale and his eyebrows furrowed,

voice reached him, time and

slammed his eyes shut, not

what Flora meant. Moss had said they were about to leave, yet she

to deal with her, but it was still

and concern for her when he remembered how she had pushed him down the stairs for

moment of hatred in her eyes, stil vivid in his memory,

pity her. He steeled his

resignedly picked up his phone and called Moss. “Tell her to

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was leaving here. He wouldn’t

hated him so much. She even pretended to commit

stairs.