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

He remembered he had to talk business, and lowering his voice, he said to Flora, "Flora, you better hurry down. He's still waiting for you downstairs." He, of course, was Connor.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The documents in Jules's hands had also been provided by Connor. Because she had to pick up those documents, that's why she was late. Hearing that Connor had arrived made Flora smile a bit. She hurried downstairs.

"Hey, hey, hey-"

Dr. Ray quickly patted Shawn, signaling him with a nod and a nudge. "Go after her, quick!"

Earlier, when he had asked Flora to return to the lab, she had ignored him, likely still upset. Worried that Flora might actually skip the lab, and knowing that Shawn had always had a good relationship with her, Dr. Ray quickly urged him to catch up and smooth things over.

Shawn caught on fast and immediately ran after Flora.

...

Downstairs.

Libby rushed down the stairs and saw Connor standing under a tree. Jealousy and anger twisted her insides, making her stomach churn.

Why, just why?

Why did Flora get all the love and even such a handsome fiancé?

Consumed by jealousy and rage, she lost all sense of reason and marched straight up to Connor. "Are you waiting for Flora?" she spat out coldly.

"Do you like Flora that much? Is she the only one in your heart? You're so devoted to Flora, but do you know what she's been doing behind your back at school? First, she was messing around with a guy from the computer science department, and now she's all tangled up with Shawn from the medical lab!"

"They eat together every day, go to school together, and spend all their time in the same lab, calling each other 'senior' so affectionately. And here you are, like a fool, wholeheartedly in love with her! They've been sneaking around behind your back, and who knows how many have had their way with Flora! Do you even know—"

The chill emanating from Connor grew heavier, his breathing more labored, his dark, ink-like eyes deepening with a raging storm of fury.

Libby's voice gradually lowered, her throat feeling as if it were being grasped by a large hand, unable to utter another word. Every pore in her body seemed to explode! Fear seeped into her bones! Libby had no doubt that if she dared to say another word, Connor would truly snap her neck! In their previous encounters, Connor had been cold but still a gentleman. But this was the first time Libby had seen such a terrifying side to him, and thinking back to how she had once harbored feelings for him, she couldn't help but shiver in fear. It seemed she had provoked a very frightening man.

Just then, Connor's gaze shifted past her, seeming to spot something, and the oppressive aura surrounding him slightly receded. The intimidating presence also faded. Libby, feeling utterly drained, her legs trembling, had the sensation of being snatched back from the gates of hell. Without another thought, she turned and fled in a panic.

Connor watched as Flora emerged from the stairwell, the darkness in his eyes slowly dissipating, replaced by a soft warmth. He moved to approach her, but another man came out from the stairwell. He stopped in his tracks.

The man called out to Flora, and when she turned and saw him, she also paused. The two stood side by side, the man speaking continuously while Flora listened, seemingly with great patience. Whatever the man said made her smile.

At that moment, Connor felt volcanic jealousy erupting in his chest!