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

"Hey, you!" Abbey was boiling with rage, unable to believe the nerve of this woman telling her to leave!

Flora, unfazed by the drama, gave her a gentle shove and said, "Moss and Beck, if anyone even thinks about speaking out of turn, show them the door." "Got it."

Moss and Beck responded, their expressions all business. The gathered relatives immediately lost their bluster, grumbling under their breath but not daring to say a word out loud. None of them wanted to cross Connor. He was known for being wild, and no one wanted to be on his bad side.

Abbey fell silent, her icy stare fixed on Flora. Karter was at death's door, and now Flora wanted to try her hand at saving him? Fine, let her give it a shot! If he didn't make it, it would be on her.

Flora walked over to the bed and nudged Adrian with her foot, "Scooch over. If you keep bawling, he really won't make it."

Hearing this, Adrian quickly moved aside to make room for Flora. "Flora, you've got to help my dad..."

Flora gave Karter a quick once-over, a confident smile playing on her lips, "Relax, as long as I'm here, your dad's in good hands."

Her voice carried a bold assurance. Settling down beside the bed, she began to check Karter's vitals with a focused frown.

No wonder Karter's condition had taken a nosedive quicker than she expected. Her eyes flicked to Abbey with a knowing smirk, "Abbey, you've outdone yourself. Turning a perfectly fine man into this is quite the feat." Everyone was taken aback-was Flora suggesting Abbey had something to do with Karter's state?

Abbey's heart skipped a beat, and she snapped back, "Flora, stop talking nonsense!"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about."

Flora chuckled and turned her attention back to Karter, pulling out a small silver bottle from her bag. Inside was a special concoction she had prepared.

The room watched as Flora dabbed

the potion on Karter's temples and behind his ears, then deftly drew out a set of silver acupuncture needles, their sharp glint catching the light as she expertly placed them on Karter's pressure points.

Abbey watched with a sneer. She thought these were nothing but parlor tricks. If Flora could actually save Karter with this, it would be nothing short of a miracle.

But just as Abbey was settling into her skepticism, her smirk froze into shock. With just a few well-placed needles, Karter, who had been lifeless moments ago, began to stir. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Cough, cough..."

Everyone's eyes widened as Karter slowly regained consciousness.

"Sir!" Ryan burst out with joy, "How are you feeling?"

Karter rubbed his chest, "I... cough... I feel a lot better, the tightness is gone."

He had been certain he was a goner.

Seeing Karter on the mend, Adrian was over the moon, showering Flora with gratitude. "Flora, thank you! Thank you so much!"

Without Flora, he couldn't bear to think what might have happened.

"Flora, what was wrong with Karter?" Kruz asked, curiosity piqued.

Flora shrugged, "I had treated Karter before and managed to clear out some congestion, but I got kicked out before I could finish the job."

"It wasn't anything life-threatening, but it meant Karter would've been pretty uncomfortable. For it to get this bad... well, maybe Ms. Abbey could enlighten us."

As she spoke, Flora's eyes danced with amusement as they landed on Abbey.