Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 669

Flora's voice was icy and menacing, like a death whisper from a banshee.

"You're asking for it!"

Everyone was taken aback by Flora's outburst. It was the first time they'd seen her lose her cool. Normally, Flora had this laid-back, couldn't-care-less vibe. Even when they treated her poorly and secretly excluded her, she always shrugged it off, staying aloof yet approachable.

But now, her demeanor struck fear deep in their hearts.

"Flora, please, calm down..." Darcy nervously tugged at Flora's sleeve. Flora's current state was terrifying...

Dr. Ray emerged, looking utterly exhausted. Darcy and the others quickly gathered around, and Flora finally released her grip on Alexa.

"Dr. Ray, how's Shawn?"

"He..." Dr. Ray's face was haunted with sorrow. A tension gripped Darcy and the others.

"Shawn's not in life-threatening danger, but his hand..." Dr. Ray rubbed his forehead. "The knife went in deep, damaging the nerves in his arm. It's going to be really tough for a complete recovery... He might never be able to hold a scalpel again."

Flora listened silently, her hand clenching tightly at her side. It was just as she feared. When she saw Shawn's wound, she had a gut feeling this would be the result.

Despair washed over Darcy and the rest. With each word from Dr. Ray, their hearts sank deeper. For a med student, losing the ability to hold a scalpel was devastating. It wasn't just Shawn's dream shattered; they couldn't bear it either.

"Isn't there any other way?" Darcy asked, desperation in her voice. They couldn't fathom how Shawn would react when he found out he could never hold a scalpel again. Could he even keep going...

"Ha ha ha!" Alexa, who had been eavesdropping, burst into a crazed, triumphant laughter. "There's no way out! No way out! Ha ha ha, I knew it, his hand is ruined. Oh, Flora, Shawn's hand is wrecked because of you. How are you going to make it up to him? Marry him and take care of him for the rest of his life, or chop off your own arm? Ha ha ha ha!"

I've left you a big "gift."

With a 'thud'.

"Ah—"

A scream of terror ripped through the air! The lab was on the third floor, and while a fall from there might not be fatal, Alexa had landed headfirst. Her skull shattered on impact.

Darcy, petrified, collapsed into a chair, and a few of the more faint-hearted girls fainted on the spot. No one saw this coming. Alexa had chosen the most tragic exit.

Dr. Ray bent over, looking like he'd aged years in just one morning. So much had happened in such a short time. He couldn't help but blame and question himself, thinking if he hadn't insisted on kicking Alexa out of the lab, maybe she wouldn't have lost control...