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

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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?”

surge of anger, 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

also filled with annoyance. “Ms. Flora, you better go back. Mr. Connor will soon leave Cedarvale and

this, Flora became even more

No! He couldn’t leave!

look up

howling, blowing a corner of the curtain on the second floor, where Connor was. Maybe he was watching her right now. Flora knew she couldn’t

chance, she absolutely could not make

in, she gritted her

‘Connor

voice gradually grew hoarse, echoing again and again before being swallowed by the rain. However, Connor

bedroom on the second floor, Connor was half–reclining in bed, his

him, time and

eyes shut, not wanting to

understand what Flora meant. Moss had said they were about to leave, yet she still come to stop

with her, but it was still raining outside. He had heard

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

eyes, stil vivid in

her. He steeled his heart not to listen or

few breaths, Connor resignedly picked up his phone and called Moss. “Tell her to go back home. As soon

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leaving here. He wouldn’t be a bother to her

he really didn’t want to leave, but Flora hated him so

stairs.