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

Connor chuckled, his deep laugh crackling through the phone, sending shivers down Flora's spine.

No wonder he was her man! Even his voice was irresistible.

"Hang tight, I'm coming to get you," he said.

"Okay," she replied, ending the call with a smile.

Her colleagues couldn't help but gather around, their curiosity getting the better of them.

"Flora, you and your fiancé are so in love," one of them commented.

They had seen it all-the way Flora's face lit up like a girl head-over-heels in love. But they also couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for Shawn, the quiet guy who had finally found someone he liked, only to find out she was already taken.

Half an hour later, Connor's car rolled up outside the lab. Flora climbed in, her backpack slung over her shoulder. Connor took it from her and handed her a cup of her favorite tea latte. "Your favorite, half sweet," he said.

felt comforting in her hands, making Flora so happy she leaned

Mr. Connor is so thoughtful,"

Beck pretended to be engrossed in the road ahead, used to their friends' public

favorite dishes: sweet and sour pork ribs,

their villa, Connor

and headed straight to the kitchen. After her shower, Flora, now

table.

and walked to the kitchen.

a smile playing on his lips. Flora blinked and held a grape to his mouth, but

mouth, laughing.

she challenged, holding

collar, he

later, Flora emerged from the kitchen, her clothes slightly rumpled and a blush on her cheeks. Connor watched

tease, but she couldn't