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

The voice was unmistakable.

Abbey froze, then spun around quickly. There was a girl leaning casually against the doorway, her dark eyes locked onto Abbey's with an intensity that seemed to read her very soul. Behind her stood Connor, Adrian, and Kruz. Suddenly, Abbey felt a wave of embarrassment-more intense than she'd ever felt before. But in the next beat, she shook it off. Why should she feel embarrassed? Everyone believed it was Flora who had put Karter in this sorry state! She could just pin all the blame on Flora. "Flora, you've got some nerve showing up here! Do you even realize Karter is hanging by a thread because of you?" Abbey's voice was loud, aimed at Flora, but she made sure Connor heard every word too.

"Oh, really?" Flora's lips curled into a smirk that danced on the edge of a smile. "Is it my fault, or yours?" Her light-hearted tone somehow sent a chill down Abbey's spine.

"Besides, who said he's dying? He's doing just fine."

"Fine?" Abbey was flabbergasted. She had checked Karter's condition-it was dire, practically hopeless. How could Flora claim he was fine? She hadn't even looked at Karter herself and yet had the audacity to say that!

Under Abbey's influence, the family was convinced Flora was the villain behind Karter's predicament, their anger simmering just beneath the surface. Now, seeing Flora again, their rage flared, and they were itching to lash out at her. "You troublemaker, what are you doing here again?"

"Adrian, what on earth are you thinking, bringing her here? Do you think your dad would be in this state if it weren't for her?"

Spurred on by Abbey's words, the relatives, filled with hatred for Flora, were ready to drive her out.

"Get out, now!!!"

Someone even took a step towards Flora to force her out, but Connor's cold, steely gaze swept over them, freezing them in place. Until now, they hadn't noticed Connor in their single-minded focus on Karter's illness. And there he was- Holding Flora's hand!

Though they despised Flora, they were wary of Connor and didn't dare to continue their tirade.

Just then-

"Cough, cough..."

A weak, raspy voice broke the tension, and to everyone's shock

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up, his gaze landing firmly

sat

Swn Flora.

"Whether I live or die, none of you are to lay a finger on Flora, you hear me?"

His voice quivered, each word an effort that stole his breath. The room fell into a stunned silence, not expecting Karter to muster his last bit of strength to defend Flora. en FindNovelProperty © NôvelDrama.Org.

Flora stood still, puzzled by Karter's declaration.

After speaking, Karter collapsed back, exhausted. Ryan's cries of anguish echoed in the room.

"Dad!"

Adrian managed to squeeze out the word through his grief and rushed to Karter's bedside. Flora released Connor's hand and moved forward as well.

Abbey abruptly stepped in her way: "Flora! What are you trying to do? Karter's like this because of you!"

"If you want to avoid a real disaster, step aside!" Flora's voice was icy and full of impatience.