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

and Beck could hardly stand

been waiting here like a lovesick fool for

feeling today? Does it still hurt?” Flora

and

slept well since the fall, but he nodded. “Much

right? I brought you breakfast. Flora chuckled softly, shaking the

on high alert, fearing Flora had poisoned

har

didn’t change, merely responding with a

bag and took out a bowl of soup, sipping it

Connor took a sip.

at a time until he had finished the entire bowl. She occasionally cracked a joke, making Connor laugh softly, a slight curve forming on his

Flora’s voice filling the room, the cold hospital room seemed

usually disliked Flora, had nothing to say. After all,

speak, simply leaning against the pillow, watching Flora with a smile that

Aaron, but now they were directed at him. Truthfully, he was confused. He couldn’t believe someone could change so quickly.

she discovered his people at

kindness a temporary consolation or a genuine change

it slide, but seeing Flora slap Aaron, he

truly trying to like him? Should

way, Connor, I won’t be able to visit

cold water had beeh poured over him. Connor’s heart turned

stabbing his heart. He

was just playing with him, treating him as a pastime. She

you want to. Don’t come tomorrow, and don’t bother coming ever again.” Connor’s tone suddenly turned cold. He leaned against the