Chapter 1178

Adapting this text for a Western romance novel audience requires a shift in focus from the intense and violent themes to a more character-driven narrative that highlights emotional connections and personal growth. Here's a reimagined version with those elements in mind:

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As Crimson gazed out at the gathering storm clouds, a sense of determination washed over her. She whispered into the wind, "Flora, wherever you are, stay safe."

On a secluded island, Flora was under the watchful eyes of her bodyguards. Their orders were clear: protect her at all costs. Alex, one of the guards, carefully balanced a tray of food as he entered Flora's room. She lounged lazily on her bed, her demeanor relaxed, as if she were on vacation rather than being held.

"Hey, Flora, I brought you some food," Alex said with a friendly smile, setting down the tray laden with strawberry cake, sweet and sour ribs, and braised fish.

of interest and suspicion. "Thanks, Alex," she said finally, picking

wrong?" Alex asked, noticing

sighed, putting the chopsticks down. "It's just... I have a feeling someone's playing games with me.

worried. "Flora, I promise, we're here to keep you safe. If something feels off, we'll

open, and the young master himself rushed in, his face marked with concern. His usual confidence was replaced with vulnerability as he

you have no reason to trust me, but I swear, I'm not your enemy," he said earnestly, his eyes

"Prove it," she replied, her voice steady but

everything's right. No more

swirling within her. Maybe, just maybe, there was more to this situation

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