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

Connor took Flora to the Grand Duke Hotel. It’s the most eye–catching hotel in Cedarvale, rumored to have a powerful owner behind the scenes, whose identity remains a mystery to this day. Even the most privileged guests must make a reservation to dine here.

At the moment, the manager was eagerly following beside Connor, nodding and bowing in a flattering manner.

“Mr. Connor, why didn’t you say you were coming? I would have arranged everything in advance.”

“It was a last–minute decision. No need for special arrangements, just the usual will do, Connor said nonchalantly, holding Flora’s wrist gently.

The manager escorted Connor to his private dining room, asking respectfully “Mr. Connor shall we prepare the usual dishes for you?” “Bring some spicy dishes, and some desserts that girls generally love.”

Flora was taken aback upon hearing this. She loved spicy food, while Connor preferred lighter flavors.

In her past life, she had despised Connor and even caused him to be hospitalized after making him drink a pot of extremely spicy soup. Feeling a pang of guilt, Flom quickly said to the manager, “Please add some light–flavored dishes, with less spice and salt, and without garlic or cilantro.”

Connor stared at Flora in astonishment, wondering how she knew his preferences.

The manager, with a curious glance at Flora, mused to himself. There were rumors that Mr. Connor had peculiar tastes since no woman had ever been seen with him before.

He could tell Connor’s attitude toward this girl was extraordinary, filled with barely concealed affection.

As Connor remained silent, the manager took it as his approval and went to instruct the kitchen.

Soon, the dishes were served.

Flora placed the spicy dishes on her side and the lighter ones near Connot even pouring him some milk with affectionate care.

Moss and Beck frowned upon this scene. Although Flora had changed, the shadow of her past actions made them fear she might poison Connor.

In the past, she would intentionally choose strong–flavored dishes, causing Connor almost to suffer from a stomach bleed.

Why was she now being so considerate?

Unable to help herself, Flora stole glances at Connor, who had been staring at the dishes since they were served, lost in thought.

Did she remember his tastes incorrectly? Didn’t he like these dishes? That didn’t seem right. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Connor felt his heart racing, almost leaping out of his chest. She actually remembered his preferences. This meant she truly cared about him

Lost in his thoughts, he was suddenly presented with a peeled shrimp, held in Flors’s expectant hands.

“I just tried this, and it’s delicious. You should try it.”

Connor took the shrimp and the meticulously wiped Flora’s hands clean before placing the shrimp plate in front of himself.

“You eat. I’ll peel,”

Flora couldn’t help but smile, propping her head up and tilting it to watch him. He peeled, and she ate. The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

“By the way, do you still have the sachet I gave you?” Flora asked suddenly while eating.

“Yes,” Connor nodded.

“How do you find it?”

“It helps me sleep.”

Connor found it even harder to fall asleep, but that sachet somehow had a calming effect on him, allowing him to sleep much longer than before.

“That’s good. You can throw the old one away. I’ve made you a new one, which should work even better. I give it to you next time we

meet”

Connor didn’t respond, just continued peeling the shrimp. He would always keep anything given by Flora.

“Connor, you’re really not cool, man. You came here and didn’t even tell me.” Just then, a boisterous male voice Interrupted the moment The man barged into the dining room.

Fiora instinctively looked up, raising an eyebrow slightly at the man’s entrance. It’s Ray, Connor’s good friend,

In her past life, Flora did not get along with Connor, causing Rey to dislike her as well.

Could it be that the elusive owner of the Grand Duke Hotel was Ray?

Ray was also sizing up Flora. He heard from the manager that Connor had brought a pretty young girl, which he found hard to believe. Connor’s heart had been previously captivated by someone Ray thought unworthy. How could he have eyes for other girls?

Ray was astonished to find Connor was actually attentively peeling shrimp for Flora.

He walked over and sat down, his eyes filled with gossip and excitement. It seemed Connor had finally moved on from his past affliction.