Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1705

As she leaned in to whisper something to Jasmine, she turned around to head back to the hospital room. Jackson was awake now, propped up against the headboard, his face still pale. The scars marking his body weren't something that would heal overnight.

"You know what they say, 'It takes a hundred days to heal bones and tendons.' This is no small thing," Fiona remarked, ladling out a bowl of chicken soup that Kimberly had lovingly brought over. "My sister made this; it’s really tasty."

Tears brimmed in Fiona's eyes. Every glance at Jackson’s scars tugged at her heartstrings. The thought of the pain he’d endured, with deep wounds treated with saltwater and sugar water, attracting pests to gnaw at him, was unbearable.

Such agony was more than any ordinary person could bear.

When Fiona had first rescued Jackson, she found his body teeming with insects. It took ages to clean him up properly.

"Fiona, I promise this will be the last time I make you worry," Jackson said softly, cupping her face in his hands. Her cheeks seemed even more sunken than before, and the sight filled him with guilt and tenderness. If only he’d been upfront with her from the start, she wouldn’t be in this state.

He had gathered a lot of intel, but he intended to keep Fiona in the dark about it. Some things were just better left unsaid.

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Meanwhile, the designer competition was heating up. H was still leading the pack, with Yvenne trailing closely behind. Fiona found herself approached by many who saw these designers as golden opportunities to make a buck.

Yvenne, however, was lost in her own world, convinced that people genuinely cared about her.

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