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

Chapter 9

At the villa, Connor watched the video on his phone, his smile slowly spreading.

He said to Moss, Tell Beck not to pack up anymore. We’re not leaving”

Beck had just come upstairs to hear this after packing up half of their stuff. He was puzzled. “What?”

Did all that packing go to waste?

Half an hour later, Flora arrived at the villa. The bodyguards didn’t stop her this time, and she entered without any hindrance.

‘Connor!”

She opened the door and greeted him with a radiant smile. Her mask was already removed, revealing her stunningly beautiful features.

Moss and Beck were almost bug–eyed.

Was this- Flora?!

How had she become so pretty? Was she still the same unremarkable girl from before?

Connor watched her for a moment, surprised but still composed.

“Have you been waiting long?” Flora asked.

“Not at all,” Connor replied, avoiding her gaze as if indifferent

Beck could hardly stand it. Not

here like a lovesick fool

are you feeling today? Does it still hurt?”

such a height and breaking several ribs, and it was natural to still feel pain a few

slept well since the

brought you breakfast. Flora chuckled softly, shaking the breakfast bag in her

alert, fearing Flora had poisoned the

har

didn’t change, merely responding

expressions. She opened the bag and took out a bowl of soup, sipping it herself first before handing

Connor took a sip.

a spoonful at a time until he had finished the entire bowl. She occasionally cracked a

filling the room, the cold hospital

aside, and even Beck, who usually disliked Flora, had nothing to say. After all, no matter what Flora’s intentions were, at

against the pillow, watching Flora with

but now they were directed at him. Truthfully, he was confused. He couldn’t believe someone

that she discovered his people at her

a temporary consolation or a genuine

let it slide, but seeing Flora slap Aaron,

trying to

the way, Connor, I won’t be able to visit you tomorrow, Flora

water had beeh poured

pleasant fantasies became knives stabbing his heart. He shouldn’t

a pastime. She

Connor’s tone suddenly turned cold.