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."

her face blank as

immediately let go. Did

are you so worked

Flora finally spoke.

"You're ignoring me."

"I don't want to talk

Connor's eyes dim, Flora cursed internally. Wasn't she the one who was wronged?

pie from Terry's, chicken feet, pickled

stunned,

knot in

el?

interested in her. With a man as outstanding as hers, it was normal for others to fancy him. If she got mad

...

villa, Flora dashed into her room and locked

sleeping in

want to

Flora dashed

Connor: "......"

definitely still

stood in the living room, eyes wide and staring

seen the whole thing; the boss

the boss was this henpecked, what were they

them, his voice icy. "About

woman needed

"Yes, sir!"

and Beck nodded eagerly. After hearing

form, the boss didn't

to leave, Moss's phone