Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life
Chapter 159

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Connor placed his hand on her head, patting gently, "Go get some rest.

Clutching a bunch of medications, Flora camfully pushed open the front door.

The living room was dimly lit with only a floor lamp casting a warm glow over the fabric sofa

Hennk sat cross-legged on the carpet, staring at the laptop on the coffee table, next to a half-finished cup of hand-ground coffee.

"Henrik, haven't you slept, or did you wake up this early?"

Henrik answered, "Haven't slept all night"

Connor had called Raul and Henrik ahead of time, explaining Aisha's surgery and that Flora would be staying with them at the hospital Otherwise, they would have been worried sick about Flora not coming home all night

"Is there something troubling you?" Flora walked over to him, curiosity in her voice

Indeed, there was. Lately, the Brimer family had been repeatedly undermining his company, snatching away many of his resources. Henrik just didn't want to worry Flora and kept it to himself. "Just a small matter, and I can handle it."

It was only when Flora approached that Henrik noticed the bunch of medications she

e was carrying and the bandage wrapped around her right palm.

His expression changed, "You're hurt?"

"Just a minor injury, and it's nothing serious. Connor has already bandaged it for me." Flora pulled her hand back slightly.

Henrik was still not reassured, "Sit down, and let me see"

Flora sat beside him, watching as Henrik unwrapped the bandage Connor had just applied. The wound was more severe than she had

let on

"It's this bad and you say it's nothing?" Henrik's face darkened.

Flora sighed. "Really, it's fine. The doctor gave me medication, said itll heal in a few days if I take care of it"

Henrik re-applied the medication and re-bandaged her hand, though his skills were not as adept as Connor's, resulting in a bulky dressing.

He advised Flora, Then listen to the doctor, take it easy and change the dressing regularly. Look at those dark circles under your eyes, you should head upstairs and catch up on some sleep." "Okay." Flora agreed and went upstairs to rest.

With her hand still injured, she couldn't take a shower, so she wiped herself down with a washcloth

After changing into her pajamas, she picked up her phone from the bed and tumed it an

Jules had sent her a message. (Flora, how did I do today? Not bad, right?]

Flora typed with one hand, (So-so.]

Jules quickly replied, [By the way, Flors, what's the deal between you and Connor?

[Fiancés)

Jules exploded, [Since when do you have a fiancé? You're so young! Connor hasn't done anything to you, right?)

Flora ignored his rant, adjusted the air conditioning temperature lower, covered herself with the blanket, and replied with one hand, Met Loule half a month ago.] [Where's that brat?]

Mentioning Louie always got Jules worked up. He had only one son and had always hoped Loule would follow in his footsteps, but Loule was passionate about fashion design. [He's gone abroad for a competition.]

Jules became even angrier, furious that Loule-hadn't even come to see him when he was home.

I'm going to sleep

[Hey, Flora, there's something else-

Before Jules could finish, Flora, showing no mercy, turned off her phone.