Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1179

In the lab, Eula squinted, his curiosity piqued after hearing Abbey's revelation. "So, you're telling me Aiden brought back Flora?"

"Yes, it's her!" Abbey replied, trying to muster some courage while staring straight at Eula. "Flora's a genius known worldwide. If you manage to capture her and use her for your experiments, it would be a game-changer!"

Eula pondered for a moment, then took off his latex gloves with a chilling resolve. "Bring her to me."

If Aiden had brought back an ordinary woman, Eula might have let it slide. But Flora was no ordinary woman; she was a legend, and he was eager to see if her genius brain was truly unique.

Abbey's tension eased, replaced by a thrill at the thought. Flora was done for this time! She could almost picture Flora, restrained on a cold operating table, about to be dissected...

In the room, Flora lay on the bed with her eyes closed, trying to relax. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and she glanced up to see a man who looked like a bodyguard entering with a tray of food.

"Ms. Flora, dinner is served."

"Just leave it," Flora said. She'd lost her appetite after all that chaos, even though she'd been a bit hungry earlier.

"It won't be as good cold, Ms. Flora. Better eat while it's hot," the bodyguard suggested, lingering instead of leaving immediately. Flora found his persistence annoying. "Get out."

The bodyguard stood there for a moment, then, instead of leaving, he walked towards her with long, confident strides.

"Got a death wish?" Flora snapped, her mood already sour, and his audacity only added to her irritation. She glared at him, meeting his deep, oceanic eyes.

Her body gave an almost imperceptible shiver, a strange emotion flickering in her eyes.

"Ms. Flora, spare me," the man said, stopping in front of her and bending slightly to meet her gaze. His lips curled into a smile, his voice soft like a lover's whisper. "I'm just a lonely guy, unmarried, not looking to die."

Her heart pounded, and tears threatened to spill from her eyes. The man's face was unfamiliar, but his tender and indulgent expression was reminiscent of the past.

In a hoarse voice, she asked, "Then why are you here?"

Didn't he know it was dangerous here?

The man chuckled softly, his light brown eyes brimming with warmth. "Because love follows you wherever you go. Where you are, I am too, no matter the place, no matter the time, come hell or high water."

As his words hung in the air, Flora impulsively grabbed his arm, pulling him onto the bed. She quickly pinned him beneath her and pressed a fervent kiss to his lips.

Her kiss was urgent and unrefined, but the man savored her softness, sighing with contentment. He met her kiss with a deep longing.

After a breathless minute, Flora released him, resting her hand on his chest.

"Connor," she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "I've missed you so much."

"So have I."

Since Flora's disappearance, Connor hadn't had a moment of peace. If anything happened to her, he couldn't go on.

He held her close, retrieving two chocolates from his pocket and handing them to her. "If you're not eating, at least have these. I'll get you out of here now. The guards outside are disguised as Moss and Beck agents."

The island was riddled with traps, but he'd mapped a way out over the last couple of days. Every moment they lingered only heightened the danger.