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

Chapter 897

Chapter 897

When Flora saw the name "Connor," the frosty edge in her eyes melted away in an instant.

"Lucky you," she muttered, shooting Riley an indifferent look before stepping off her and striding away.

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As Flora reached the entrance, she spotted a car parked outside.

A man leaned against the car door, his black shirt buttoned neatly to the top. His broad shoulders and slim waist were accentuated under a long black coat; his legs looked strong and capable. Flora's gaze lingered, her eyebrows arching slightly.

Quite the restrained allure.

Quite the temptation.

"Connor," she called as she approached.

"What's on the menu for lunch?"

Connor, seeing her approach, opened the car door for her. Once she was settled in, he asked,

"How about some hotpot?" Flora suggested after a moment's thought.

Since moving to Lone Island, she hadn't had hotpot and found herself craving it.

Connor buckled her seatbelt, then pulled out a pack of nuts, tearing it open before handing

nuts, popping one into

snacks with care-they were imported, healthy options, not typical

her, Connor suddenly asked, "Skipped breakfast

mid-chew, then admitted, "Yeah, I woke up

a

been her thing until Connor came along. He made sure she ate every morning, even whipping up nutritious meals with creative flair. After she spoke, she felt a gentle flick on her forehead and looked up to see Connor

I'll need to keep

in the microwave, and she still missed

needs her

keep an eye on me," Flora

the urge to poke her cheek started the car,

owney on it's

hotpot joint.

her phone, opened her contacts, and shot a

have a Riley at

this Riley?

that person. Yep, they're a junior coach

Just as she thought.

Hmph.

stone-faced: Nice choice

it, she put her phone

"Speedster Supreme" was nearly

What do you

me!