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

He reached the door and found Jules, who looked equally furious. Shawn and the others stood off to the side, not daring to interfere. "What's got you storming into the lab?" Dr. Ray snapped.

"Where's Flora? What did you do with her?" Jules demanded, his anger barely contained.

Just thinking about what he had uncovered made Jules' blood boil. How dare that old fool Ray treat his precious Flora this way!

"Don't even mention her name in front of me," Dr. Ray growled, his eyes flashing with disdain. "Before you come here accusing me, did you even bother to find out what she did? She hurt a colleague and even tried to ruin her hands. You know how critical hands are to a surgeon."

"Have you properly investigated this? Are you absolutely sure it's all Flora's fault? Or are you just biased against her, slandering her out of spite?" Jules shot back, his questions cutting through the air.

Dr. Ray's face tightened, struggling to maintain composure. He had to admit, he was prejudiced against Flora from the start and had rushed to conclusions without a thorough investigation. But the evidence seemed clear-Alexa's injuries weren't self-inflicted.

"You're treating a priceless talent like garbage. You're losing your touch, old man," Jules sneered, seeing Ray's silence. His gaze swept over Shawn and the others before landing on Alexa, the only one with visible injuries.

here," Jules ordered, his

imagined it was Jules. Still, what did it matter? The injuries on her body

Alexa's confidence grew. She stepped forward and greeted him politely, "Dr.

again how you got those injuries on your head and hands. I want every detail,"

my head against the sink and tried to break my

narrowed. "What exactly were

you know, small talk," Alexa

talking about?"

stuff," she

"What exactly?" he insisted.

made Alexa panic. No one had questioned her story before,