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

Chapter 1447

After dinner, Jackson offered Fiona a lift back home. When they got to the apartment, Mikey was lounging in a chair by the door, looking completely relaxed and unaware of their arrival. "Yeah, yeah, just chuck it in the car; there's still space in the trunk for more."

He had his sunglasses on, reclining comfortably, not even noticing Fiona's approach.

Fiona frowned, glanced into the apartment where Tyler was busily moving things, and then back at Mikey. She gave him a playful kick, "I told you to help with the move, not to sit around like you're on vacation."

Mikey, caught off guard by the kick, nearly toppled over with the chair. Just as he was about to complain, he heard Fiona's voice and quickly put on a grin, chuckling, "Hey, hey, boss! You're back. I was just, you know, letting Tyler get some practice in independence." "Oh, really?"

Fiona looked at him with no expression, "So this is your version of teaching independence? Fine, let's see how you handle some 'independence' yourself one day."

Mikey's smile dropped immediately as Tyler emerged, arms full of bags and boxes. Mikey rushed over to help.

"No worries, I got it," Tyler insisted, shaking his head.

"No, no, you shouldn't!"

"I can manage."

can't, then you can't!" Mikey grabbed the bags from him and zipped over

"Ms. Fiona."

Fiona with a polite

coming on,

"Pretty much," Tyler replied.

just ask Mikey. If it's something major, you

of water. Fiona gave him a curious look. He usually called her "little sis," so this sudden familiarity was odd. But she shrugged

she finished, he took the bottle back and screwed the

watched their close interaction, his eyebrows knitting

Were they...

that kind of

was still

this guy seemed

Fiona being

him; this is Jackson, and the

Tyler's look at Oline!

Jackson...