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

Crimson raised an eyebrow, "Guess I'll have to trouble Mr. Connor."

"It's no trouble at all."

Connor gave a slight nod and followed someone to the kitchen.

"He's really good to you," Crimson said, resting her chin on her hand as she watched Connor leave, clicking her tongue.

Connor had a significant status, yet here he was, willing to cook for Flora.

Flora chuckled, "Well, he is my fiancé. Of course, he'd be good to me."

Crimson clicked her tongue again. "Such a blow to all the single folks out there."

"Alright, lie down and chat." Flora placed the bowl of porridge on the bedside table and tucked away the small table. "Doesn't sitting up hurt your back?" "Yeah, a bit."

Crimson lay down comfortably.

"Have all the major forces left?" she asked.

Flora nodded, "Yep."

Crimson chuckled, "Flora, you're impressive."

you're better, you can deal with

sure

cheek, a wicked smile spreading across her face. She needed to recover to have the strength

porridge, he managed to make it taste extraordinary. Crimson downed two big bowls in no time. After eating, Crimson felt sleepy and curled up under the

condition.

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but Lance

stopped them,"

Flora's hand and slipping it into his coat pocket.

We can't

already

me Atticus's apology

her the

walked to another room, opened her laptop, and typed in a URL. The webpage redirected to

logged into her

a few quick keystrokes, she looked at

the laptop, Flora's phone buzzed. It

you coming to the

realized it was already

Got something on. I'll be there