Flora stepped out of thepetition venue and immediately spotted Connor waiting outside. She dashed over, calling out, "Connor!" "Hey," he replied, his voice steady, though his eyes lingered on Flora''s left hand, a storm brewing beneath his calm exterior.


    "Hop in," he instructed, gently guiding her into the car with a firm hand on her arm.


    Once inside, he buckled her seatbelt with a hint of coolness in his tone, "We''re heading to the hospital."


    "You got it, boss," Moss replied, steering the car in that direction.


    Connor turned to Flora, "Let me see your hand."


    His authoritative presence made Flora shrink back slightly, but she reluctantly offered her left hand. Connor carefully rolled up her sleeve, revealing a blood-soaked bandage.


    His face turned serious. "It''s just a little blood, nothing major. I know my limits," Flora insisted. "See? I wrapped up the match so fast, like a pro."


    Flora wasn''t reckless; every step she took was carefully nned. At worst, she''d lose a bit of blood, nothing that would harm her tendons.


    "You don''t know," Connor interrupted, his voice low and intense, barely masking a deeper emotion. She looked up to find him gazing back at her. "Flora, it tears me up inside."


    Even the smallest injury to her pained him deeply.


    ...


    At the hospital, Connor apanied Flora for a check-up.


    "It''s not serious. Just take good care, and be careful from now on-no more heavy lifting," the doctor advised, rebandaging Flora''s hand.


    Connor watched closely, picking up the technique so he could change her dressings himselfter.


    As they left the hospital, Flora followed Connor to the car, reaching for the door when he gently stopped her.


    "Hold on a sec," he said..


    She gave him a curious look as he opened the trunk and pulled out a bouquet of flowers he''d prepared earlier. Handing them to Flora, he said, "For the bravest girl in the world."


    Flora beamed with surprise and delight. "Connor, you''re amazing!"


    Initially, Connor had been beside himself with worry, which came as harsh words. He felt bad


    congratting her on her wit


    scolding her.


    Feeling a bit guilty, he gently tousled her hair. "Is there anything you want as a reward?" "Anything?" Flora asked, tilting her head.


    "Yeah," he nodded. If it was something she wanted, he''d move heaven and earth to get it. "Well..." Flora''s eyes sparkled with mischief. She leaned in and whispered something in his ear.


    She watched as a blush slowly crept over his ears.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Back at the vi, Connor''s face was still a bit flushed. Raul and Henrik rushed over to greet them.


    "You saw the doc, right? Everything okay with your hand?"


    "The doctor said it''s nothing serious," Connor reassured them.


    Both Raul and Henrik sighed with relief, d there was nothing to worry about.


    "Flora, you were absolutely amazing out there! The whole inte is buzzing about you!" Kruz eximed excitedly.


    The results of the medical


    after it ended, with the match video


    going viral. Flora''s stunning performance in the final was being celebrated worldwide.