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

Chapter 1089

leg bent, gazing out the window at the moonlight dancing on the sea.

On an island, the night was as dark as ink, casting an eerie stillness over everything. The only sound was the rhythmic crashing of waves, a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the world beyond. In a dimly lit villa on the second floor, a young man sat on the floor, one

He glanced at his phone to check the time. Ah, it was New Year's Eve. Someone had once told him that New Year's Eve should be celebrated with a bang.

After sitting quietly for a bit longer, he got up, hopped on his yacht, and headed to a restaurant. As he left the island, the world around him became vibrant, alive with festive lights and excitement.

Once at the restaurant, he found a cozy spot in the back. No sooner had he sat down than a waitress approached with a menu in hand.

"Sir, can I take your order?" she asked, a bit shyly. He was strikingly handsome, with skin paler than most women.

He ordered a fondue. As she added water to the hot pot, a couple of droplets splashed onto his pristine white shirt. The smile that had been playing on his lips vanished.

It was an accident! Please don't report me; I have younger siblings to support, and

raised his eyes, which were calm yet carried a flicker of something wild. He stared at her for a moment before breaking into a smile.

him slowly slip a

fathom what he was trying

that was both innocent and unsettling, he said,

retrieve it?" he added, implying much

she grasped his meaning. "Hurry up, please," he urged with a grin, pulling out a wad of

you

rather I

the cash swayed her. Slowly, she reached into the oil

a twisted sense of joy. Hmm. He couldn't wait for the medical conference to kick off; meeting that lady would

...

and Cecelia officially became an item. Henrik was attentive, escorting her to and from work, keeping any trouble from Liam Peyton's corner at bay.

Peyton's kids were