Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1192

He came here on a treasure hunt, eager to explore the island brimming with medical equipment and all kinds of toxic gases and poisons. Jules was absolutely thrilled and couldn't wait to check out Eula's base. But when he arrived, everything in the lab was blown to smithereens.

"Ah well," Flora said, surveying the charred remains around them, "What about the bodies?"

"With a blast like that, there wouldn't be anything left but dust!" came the reply.

Right, Crimson had mentioned that. Flora asked Connor to set her down, and she slowly made her way forward. The lab was in ruins, completely unrecognizable. Trusting her memory, she walked to a certain spot and paused. This was where the young man had spent his last moments. He'd tried to stab Connor in the eye with a knife, and thinking he was attacking, she'd hit him hard.

Flora crouched down and pulled a piece of candy from her pocket, setting it gently on the ground. Her voice barely above a whisper, "Goodbye."

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After wrapping up their affairs on the island, the crew headed back to the medical base. The island was riddled with traps and toxic gases, too risky to leave behind. Jules gathered anything useful, and then Crimson set the place ablaze, purging it with fire.

On the flight back, Crimson held Flora close, not letting go. Flora's face was buried in her chest, almost suffocating in the process. Connor sat nearby, expressionless but clearly annoyed by Crimson's possessive arm around Flora's waist.

"Flora, sweetie, you have no idea how tough it was without you. I couldn't eat or sleep right. Now that you're safe, I'm going to find some guys to pamper me," Crimson said candidly, then shifted to a more serious tone, "And you, no more reckless antics, okay? What if something had happened?"

"I'm going with you," she said, her voice calm. Perfect. She needed an outlet for her frustrations.

They'd be sending them straight to the afterlife.

"Alright," Crimson agreed. Even though Flora was still recovering, they'd handle the fighting while she watched from the sidelines. She wouldn't have to lift a finger.

This time, they'd settle both new and old scores with the medical organization!