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

Chapter 1192

He came here on a treasure hunt, eager to explore the island brimming with medical equipment and all kinds of toxic gases and poisons. Jules was absolutely thrilled and couldn't wait to check out Eula's base. But when he arrived, everything in the lab was blown to

smithereens.

"Ah well," Flora said, surveying the charred remains around them, "What about the bodies?"

"With a blast like that, there wouldn't be anything left but dust!" came the reply.

Right, Crimson had mentioned that. Flora asked Connor to set her down, and she slowly made her way forward. The lab was in ruins, completely unrecognizable. Trusting her memory, she walked to a certain spot and paused. This was where the young man had spent his last moments. He'd tried to stab Connor in the eye with a knife, and thinking he was attacking, she'd hit him hard.

Flora crouched down and pulled a piece of candy from her pocket, setting it gently on the ground. Her voice barely above a whisper, "Goodbye."

...

wrapping up their affairs on the island, the crew headed back to the medical base. The island was riddled with traps and toxic gases, too risky to leave behind. Jules gathered anything useful, and then Crimson set the place ablaze, purging it with fire. On the flight back, Crimson held Flora close, not letting go. Flora's face was buried in her chest, almost suffocating in the process. Connor sat nearby, expressionless but clearly annoyed

or sleep right. Now that you're safe, I'm going to find some

watch your health. Need me to prescribe something?"

don't need anything like that," Crimson shot back with her usual fierce spirit, making

start looking

eyes turning icy, "I still need to settle

that the day Flora returned would be the day she'd

brought

on how they had attacked Club 257 during her absence. The more she spoke,

cold glint in her eyes. Hmph.

with you," she said, her voice calm.