Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1088

It was New Year's Eve, and Flora couldn't help but chuckle at how cheeky those two kids were, taking full advantage of their rare chance to use their phones.

Raul, feeling his age, headed to bed early instead of waiting for midnight. But before he did, he handed Cecelia a generous gift envelope. "Dear, take this. It’s a little something for your first visit, just a bit of tradition."

With a warm smile, he patted her hand gently. "We all adore you, and I truly hope you might become a part of our family one day."

He then gave Henrik a knowing look. "But I'll leave you young folks to sort your own affairs," he chuckled, heading upstairs.

As Cecelia held the warm envelope, her emotions were all over the place. The drama with her foster parents had been all over the internet. While most people sympathized, there were some nasty rumors too. She assumed a family as distinguished as the Irvings would want someone of similar stature for their son. It made her hesitant to trust Henrik’s feelings.

But things seemed different now.

The Irvings were genuinely kind people—everyone, from the young lady to Mr. Shen and Mr. Raul, was just wonderful.

Perhaps she was overthinking things.

Once Raul left, Flora and Connor also retreated to their room, leaving Cecelia and Henrik alone in the living room. The TV was on, showing the lively New Year's Eve celebrations.

As the clock ticked towards midnight, Henrik turned to Cecelia. As the clock struck twelve, he smiled warmly and said, "Cecelia, Happy New Year."

Boom! Fireworks erupted outside, lighting up the night.

In the glow, Cecelia turned to Henrik with a grin, "Happy New Year, Mr. Raul!"

"Mr. Raul, can I make a New Year's wish?"

Her cheeks were tinged with a bit of pink as she continued to smile.

His eyes darkened with affection as he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her deeply.

As fireworks popped outside and the clock chimed, he held her close, murmuring, "Happy New Year, my Flora."

"Happy New Year, Connor," she replied softly.

Connor took a deep breath, still holding her, and reached into the bedside drawer. He pulled out a gift box, presenting it to her with a smile. "A New Year's gift for my darling Flora."

With the warmth of her in his arms, he couldn’t resist kissing her again, savoring the moment as long as he could.

With the Irvings still awake in the villa, Flora kept her voice low, her joy expressed in soft whispers.

"Mmm..."