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

Chapter 1293

"Hey Flora, you like food too?" At this, Corbyn gave Flora a glance. "Want to join us for a bite? I've got plenty."

Flora's eyes drifted to the picnic basket, but before she could say anything, Tara tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and chuckled, "Uncle, did you forget about my dad's temper? He doesn't really like sharing his cooking with outsiders."

That reminder hit Corbyn like a ton of bricks. Sammuel was known for being a bit of a hard-nosed guy, only breaking out the pots and pans on special occasions, mostly for Tara. If he found out someone else was tasting his cooking, he'd probably blow a gasket. Flora smirked, "Did I ever say I wanted any?" Her comment was a bit over the top.

"Ahem, Flora, maybe next time I'll bring you some treats," Corbyn said, a hint of embarrassment crossing his handsome face as his eyes twinkled with a mischievous charm, prettier than most women's. "No need."

"Ms. Flora!" Suddenly, a loud voice interrupted.

A man hurried over, none other than the Gilbert family butler. He walked in with purpose, giving Corbyn a respectful nod, "Corbyn," before turning to Flora. "Ms. Flora, I'm here to drop off some food. The lady was worried you might not be eating well at the Medical Hall, so she had the kitchen whip up something special for you."

something nice prepared for her. Flora smiled, ready to take the food, when a sudden hubbub

was leading a group of folks in uniform, striding towards the Medical Hall.

you here?" Corbyn asked, clearly taken aback, and rushed over to

Jonathan, Tara quickly stood

polite, but today he just gave her a brisk nod. "We're here to

a greeting, then headed straight for Flora, his icy demeanor melting into warmth. "Ms. Flora, I came personally to bring you

as the head of

was

the Martial World,

personally delivering food for Flora!

for a loop.

the Martial World for a hot minute, and she already had Jonathan doting