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

Chapter 1705

As she leaned in to whisper something to Jasmine, she turned around to head back to the hospital room. Jackson was awake now, propped up against the headboard, his face still pale. The scars marking his body weren't something that would heal overnight.

"You know what they say, 'It takes a hundred days to heal bones and tendons.' This is no small thing," Fiona remarked, ladling out a bowl of chicken soup that Kimberly had lovingly brought over. "My sister made this; it's really tasty."

Tears brimmed in Fiona's eyes. Every glance at Jackson's scars tugged at her heartstrings. The thought of the pain he'd endured, with deep wounds treated with saltwater and sugar water, attracting pests to gnaw at him, was unbearable.

Such agony was more than any ordinary person could bear.

When Fiona had first rescued Jackson, she found his body teeming with insects. It took ages to clean him up properly.

"Fiona, I promise this will be the last time I make you worry," Jackson said softly, cupping her face in his hands. Her cheeks seemed even more sunken than before, and the sight filled him with guilt and tenderness. If only he'd been upfront with her from the start, she wouldn't be in this state.

He had gathered a lot of intel, but he intended to keep Fiona in the dark about it. Some things were just better left unsaid.

...

heating up. H was still leading the pack, with Yvenne trailing closely behind. Fiona

her own world, convinced that people

Yvenne asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she looked at the woman sitting across from

I finally got our boss to sign

bucks might not have been a game-changer for Yvenne, but a plum job opportunity was hard to come

promise you won't fire

by the rules, not only will we keep you on,

most, such an offer would be thrilling, but Yvenne wasn't just

impressed

she

could command even more.