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

go. Did he

you

Flora finally spoke.

"You're ignoring me."

"I don't want

one who was wronged? Why did it seem like

crispy pie from Terry's, chicken feet,

was momentarily stunned, then quickly

felt a knot in her chest, but

el?

the clearer it was that Connor wasn't interested in her. With a man as outstanding as hers, it was normal for others to fancy him. If she got mad every time,

...

dashed into her room and

in

don't want to

Flora dashed

Connor: "......"

was definitely still

Beck stood in the living room,

whole thing; the boss

the boss was this henpecked,

in front of them, his voice icy. "About

needed

"Yes, sir!"

hearing Connor's plan,

form, the boss didn't hold

they were about to leave, Moss's phone rang. It was from