Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 246

Chapter 246 

Connor didn’t even flinch as he bent his long leg and delivered a solid kick with the tip of his leather shoe straight into the thug’s knee. The sound of bones cracking mixed with the thug’s agonizing scream as he fell to his knees, defeated by the pain. 

Wade, spotting Connor, knew they were in deep trouble. He grabbed Yvonne’s hand, and tried to make a run for it but was quickly blocked by auction house staff. Just then, Flora and Crimson rushed in with others. 

Raul was now pinned down and Henrik was covered in injuries. Flora’s eyes narrowed in fury. Rage washed over her, making her blood boil. Her eyes turned red, radiating a murderous intent. 

She moved like lightning. The thug holding Henrik down didn’t even see her coming. Before he knew it, a girl was standing in front of him, her slender hand gripping his throat. Despite her petite frame, she lifted the man clear off the ground. 

Terror washed over the thug’s face as he struggled wildly. Another thug, realizing the danger, swung a baseball bat at Flora. She dodged effortlessly, spun around, and landed a hard kick on his back. He screamed and fell face–first to the ground, only to have another body crash down on him as he tried to get up. The pain was unbearable, like every bone in his body had shattered. 

“Henrik…” Flora crouched down, trying to make out Henrik’s face, now unrecognizable beneath the blood. Hot tears fell as her voice broke. 

“Flora… don’t cry…” Henrik’s strength was all but gone. A blow to the back of his head had left him dizzy and in agonizing pain. Seeing Connor, he knew Raul would be safe. Relieved, his last bit of strength drained away, and he passed out. 

Flora cradled Henrik, realizing the severity of his head injury. Blood was still oozing out, and within her trembling chest, rage and hatred swelled. With eyes blazing, she glared at Wade and Yvonne in the distance. She longed to tear them apart, but her father and brother’s injuries took precedence. 

At the hospital, Connor, Flora, Crimson, and Ray stood anxiously outside the emergency room. Flora, though skilled in medicine, couldn’t bring herself to calmly assess Raul and Henrik’s conditions. The sight of their injuries made her fear she might lose control and kill Wade and Yvonne herself. 

“Don’t worry. Everything will be alright,” Connor said, wrapping his arm around Flora’s waist, his heart aching at her pale face. After what felt like an eternity, the emergency room doors finally opened. The doctor stepped out, and Flora hurried over. “Mr. Raul only has some superficial injuries, nothing serious. He should recover well with a week of rest,” the doctor began, his tone serious. “However, Henrik’s injuries are quite severe. Multiple soft tissue damages, but the main concern is his head injury.” 

Flora’s hand tightened on Connor’s arm. “He must undergo brain surgery to remove the clot. But there’s a risk. If the surgery fails, Henrik might end up in a vegetative state.” 

Flora’s body shook violently, nearly collapsing. Thankfully, Connor was there to support her. 

“Is the surgery absolutely necessary?” Flora’s voice trembled uncontrollably. 

The doctor nodded gravely. “It’s imperative. This may give Henrik a chance to survive.” 

“How certain are you?” Connor asked. 

“About fifty percent,” the doctor replied, looking troubled. Henrik’s condition was grave, and he wasn’t very confident. 

“I heard that Dr. Jules performed miracles in Cedarvale. If we could get Dr. Jules to perform the surgery, then Henrik might have a chance.” 

That’s right! Jules! Flora quickly took out her phone, her fingers trembling as she dialed Jules’s number. 

Twenty minutes later, Jules hurried in. Fortunately, Jules was still in Cedarvale. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to arrive in time. Briefed by Crimson on the situation, Jules understood the gravity of the situation. 

Without wasting time, he donned surgical attire, completed the pre–surgery preparations, and entered the operating room. 

“Honey, don’t worry. You know Jules’s capabilities,” Crimson consoled Flora. “Your brother will be fine.” 

Flora remained silent, her gaze fixed on the operating room door. Finally, the door opened, and Jules stepped out. 

“How did it go?” Crimson asked eagerly. 

“It’s done,” Jules said, removing his mask and exhaling deeply. “With proper rest, there shouldn’t be any complications.” 

Hearing this, Flora’s tense body finally relaxed. 

“Honey, I told you your brother would be fine,” Crimson comforted Flora. “Stop worrying. Look at you, your eyes are all red. Go get some 

rest.”