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

Connor: '

Jules: "......"

Jules never imagined Flora would say something like that. He glanced at Connor, then at Moss and Beck standing behind him. Hit him?

His old bones couldn't handle that.

"No hitting, I'm outta here."

With that, Flora turned and slipped into the car.

Connor quickly followed.

Moss floored the gas pedal, and the car zoomed away in no time.

Leaving behind a bunch of bewildered faces.

Just like that, they left?

...

Inside the car, Flora sat with a frosty expression, silent, fiddling with her phone.

"Talk to me." Connor turned to look at her, growing more anxious with every passing second of her silence.

He gently tugged at Flora's sleeve.

Flora didn't budge, still engrossed in her phone, typing something with one hand.

Connor couldn't sit still anymore. He grabbed her shoulder, turning her to face him. "Flora, please talk to me."

"It hurts."

face blank as

immediately let go. Did

are you so

Flora finally spoke.

"You're ignoring me."

"I don't want

dim, Flora cursed internally. Wasn't she the one who was wronged? Why did it seem like she had to console

crispy pie from Terry's, chicken feet, pickled

stunned, then

felt a knot in her chest, but

el?

outstanding as hers, it was normal for others to fancy him. If she got mad every time, she'd be furious all

...

dashed into

sleeping in the

don't want to see

Flora dashed

Connor: "......"

was definitely

and Beck stood

seen the whole thing; the

the boss was this henpecked, what were

his voice icy. "About Abbey, I need you to handle something

woman needed

"Yes, sir!"

eagerly. After hearing Connor's plan,

form, the

about to leave, Moss's phone rang. It