Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273 

“Don’t open your eyes, just follow me, okay?” Connor’s deep, magnetla voice carried a hint of nervousness. 

Could this be what she thought it was? Had Connor finally figured it out? Was he planning a surprise? 

Connor gently guided her forward, his arm wrapped around her. Every time Flora tried to sneak a peek, his large hand would cover her eyes again. 

“Trust me. Don’t look 

yet.” 

Flora obediently stopped trying to look. With her sight blocked, her hearing became sharper. She could sense more and more people around them, and she recognized a few familiar voices. 

“Alright, you can open them now.” 

Flora couldn’t wait to open her eyes. She found herself in a scene illuminated by twinkling lights and pink balloons, with a large heart made of red roses on the ground. 

Ray, Raul, Henrik, Moss and Beck stood across from them, watching. 

“Flora, I’ve waited for this day for so long.” 

Connor was nervous, fearing Flora might not like it. He knelt down on one knee before her. 

“My life has been filled with misfortune, but heaven pitied me and brought you into my life. Flora, will you be my wife?” 

He knew she was still young, and he shouldn’t rush, but he couldn’t help it. After Flora’s final exams, he had planned to propose. Only through this ceremony could he be sure she was his. 

“These are properties in my name, all transferred to you, and this card contains all my savings. I’m giving it all to you now.” 

Flora watched as Connor took out a thick stack of documents, amused and speechless. Most people proposed with rings and flowers, not bank books. Her Connor, so silly. 

“Isn’t there anything else?” she teased with a smile. 

Connor panicked. Did she think his gifts were too cliché? 

have something else!” He hurriedly pulled out a small gift box and carefully opened it. Inside was a custom–made necklace with a jasmine bud pendant. 

Flora smiled, leaned forward, and lifted her hair. “This is 

more like it. Help me put it on, my future husband…” 

The word “husband” sent a current through Connor’s entire body. His hand, holding the gift box, trembled. His chest heaved with overwhelming joy. He forgot to stand up, remaining half–kneeling as he put the necklace on Flora. His hands were shaky. It’s the first time he put a necklace on his girl, inevitably a bit clumsy. 

Flora patiently waited, then pulled him up from the ground. 

e took the hair tie from her wrist and put it on Connor’s. 

“Keep it on. Don’t take it off. You’re taken now, no getting too close to other girls. I’ll get jealous.” 

“Only you. Only you can be this close to me. I only want you.” 

Flora understood his meaning, her eyes sparkling with laughter. She gently pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips. Connor’s eyes darkened, and he gripped the back of Flora’s head, deepening the kiss. He was too happy, his breathing hot and tumultuous, as if he wanted to imprint Flora into his bones. 

“Hey, hey, hey! We’re still here, you know!” Ray yelled, annoyed. Raul and Henrik discreetly coughed. 

It took Connor a while before he finally released Flora. Her ch 

heart made of red roses on the ground. 

“Connor, who arranged all this?” she asked, 

“I did,” Ray stepped forward proudly. “Moved/aren’t you?” 

flushed, and her gaze darted around until it landed on the large 

Flora gave him an expressionless look, then turned to Connor. “Connor, does Ray have a grudge against you?” 

Otherwise, why would he arrange it so tacky like this?