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

Chapter 1636

In the Royal Suite, Fiona was fast asleep, enveloped by the familiar scents and warmth she knew so well. That night, she slept more soundly than she had in years. Jackson sat quietly at the edge of the bed, his eyes soft with tenderness as he held her hand, a gentle smile never leaving his face. He wished time could freeze right then and there so he could be with Fiona forever. With a tender smile, he reached out to caress Fiona's face, his touch filled with longing.

The next morning, Fiona slowly opened her eyes, suddenly sitting up with a start. She couldn't remember a thing from the previous night. Diving under the covers, she realized her clothes had been swapped for clean ones—she was wearing Jackson's shirt!

Oh, no!

Her voice rang through the room. Jackson rushed in when he heard her, and their eyes met, leaving them momentarily at a loss for words.

After a pause, Fiona was the first to speak, "Last night, I...I..."

She was too embarrassed to continue, glancing from Jackson to herself and pointing at the shirt she wore. "This..."

"I changed you," Jackson said simply.

Fiona blushed deeply, embarrassment flooding over her. "You were sick last night,

just on yourself but

Fiona: "What?!"

got drunk and threw

of necessity, I changed your clothes.

that kind of reassurance? Fiona was

was an accident," Fiona muttered, adjusting her clothes. Later, they sat across from each other in the dining room, silently eating breakfast until noon when Fiona finally

Villa, Jasmine was fuming, waiting for Fiona's return. As soon as Fiona walked

"Ungrateful little woman!"

ditches friends for

trust you

such intensity it made her skin crawl. Jasmine stepped back instinctively, feeling like Fiona was a predator

at me like that, you're

to retreat and finally spoke, "I remember

really tight," Jasmine blurted out, then quickly caught herself. "What

your