Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1089

On an island, the night was as dark as ink, casting an eerie stillness over everything. The only sound was the rhythmic crashing of waves, a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the world beyond. In a dimly lit villa on the second floor, a young man sat on the floor, one leg bent, gazing out the window at the moonlight dancing on the sea.

He glanced at his phone to check the time. Ah, it was New Year's Eve. Someone had once told him that New Year's Eve should be celebrated with a bang.

After sitting quietly for a bit longer, he got up, hopped on his yacht, and headed to a restaurant. As he left the island, the world around him became vibrant, alive with festive lights and excitement.

Once at the restaurant, he found a cozy spot in the back. No sooner had he sat down than a waitress approached with a menu in hand.

"Sir, can I take your order?" she asked, a bit shyly. He was strikingly handsome, with skin paler than most women.

He ordered a fondue. As she added water to the hot pot, a couple of droplets splashed onto his pristine white shirt. The smile that had been playing on his lips vanished.

The waitress turned pale and quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry, sir! It was an accident! Please don't report me; I have younger siblings to support, and I can't lose this job!"

Most people would have just laughed it off, but the young man raised his eyes, which were calm yet carried a flicker of something wild. He stared at her for a moment before breaking into a smile.

"It's alright, accidents happen."

Relieved, she thought he was quite understanding. As she set the table, she watched him slowly slip a ring off his finger and, to her shock, drop it into the boiling oil.

Stunned, she couldn't fathom what he was trying to prove.