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

Not beating them to a pulp just means Flora's in a good mood?

Abbey stared at Connor, unable to wrap her head around the fact that those words had come from him. Was this really the same Connor she knew? The usually quiet and indifferent Connor? Throwing all principles out the window, protecting his own to the extreme. So, this is what he's like when he cares about someone?

If he liked her, would he protect her the same way?

Moss and Beck exchanged glances, their lips twitching. Yep, their boss really had a soft spot for Ms. Flora.

The icy look on Flora's face thawed a bit, and a small smile played at her lips. He sure knew how to talk.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

"No, Mr. Connor, you-" Elijah's mouth hung open, momentarily at a loss for words. What kind of spell did Flora cast to make Mr. Connor throw all reason out the window just to pamper her? "Mr. Connor, has this wretched woman bewitched you?"

Shocked and confused, she suddenly found the nerve to question Connor. What on earth made Flora so special?

Her own lady had the looks, the background-everything was top-tier. Yet, Connor ignored her and showered Flora, a woman from a small town, with affection. Flora didn't even come close in status!

But as soon as she realized what she had said, her face turned pale, and she started shaking like a leaf. She must have a death wish!

She had just questioned Mr. Connor!

"Slap yourself."

The moment the words "wretched woman" left her lips, Connor's demeanor turned icy, and a suffocating aura pressed down on Elijah, making her crumble to the floor. She looked pleadingly at Abbey: "Miss..." "Connor, Elijah, she "

Her voice faltered as the man's terrifying presence grew stronger, and Abbey felt as if an invisible hand was choking her, making it impossible to speak.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Connor, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Elijah frantically apologized, slapping herself hard, her face swelling instantly. Connor hadn't told her to stop, so she didn't dare to.

She had been bold because she

relied on Abbey's influence. Now

that Abbey wasn't defending her, she naturally didn't dare to be arrogant. And in front of Connor, she was like an ant he could crush without a second thought!

"Connor, that's enough!"

Elijah's face was so swollen it was unrecognizable, blood seeping out, and Abbey couldn't stand it any longer-Elijah was her person, and Connor's ruthless punishment of Elijah was a slap in her own face!

"Elijah has been with me since we were kids. For my sake, can we just let this go, please?"

Connor remained silent, not even sparing her a glance. His gaze, from the beginning to the end, stayed on Flora, never wavering. "Miss..."

Elijah cried while continuing to slap herself until her face went numb from the pain.

"Connor!"

Abbey's tone turned pleading, but Connor still ignored her.

"Can't you just do it for me, considering I once saved your aunt? Please?"

Abbey clenched her teeth, speaking up again. Connor's expression remained unchanged, as if she were invisible.

"Connor, this is getting annoying. Let her stop."

Finally, Flora spoke up lazily.

"Alright, for you."

Connor nodded gently, then his cold gaze swept over Elijah: "Stop."

Out of habit, Elijah slapped herself a few more times before stopping. Her face was so swollen it looked

horrendous, beyond recognition. She was in so much pain she couldn't even cry.