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

Chapter 13

“The jersey you’re wearing. I had it custom–made by a designer for $7,000

“The wristband, I bought it, $900

“The watch, also my purchase, $19,000”

“Those shoes on your feet, I bought them for $10,000

Flora stated the facts calmly, and as she listed the figures one by one, the room erupted in astonishment

Goodness, a jersey for $7,000 Shoes for $10,000!

Every guy in the room was intergally roaring.

‘Hey, Flora, are you in need of a boyfriend?‘

We can do it! We really can!

As Florn went down the list, Aaron’s face tumed as red as a beet. “Flors, have you had enough?

“Even the underwear you’re wearing. I bought that too.”

Flora chuckled, “What on you wasn’t bought by me? Without me, with your dismal grades, do you think you could have gotten into Westbrook High School? For the past two years, I’ve been taking care of your every need. I’ve spent no less than $700,000 on you”

Everyone looked at Aaron with a nuanced expression. It turned out he was a trophy boy.

him. However, Aaron was living off

That

was crossing the

were sharp as blades, stinging Aaron His face turned fierce,

drag her, but Flora stepped aside, dodging

me. Just in bank transfers alone, I’ve sent you over $400,000, and the records are still

dirty. Everything about you is just too filthy. I

walked away

saw him, he was wearing a

to adapt from frugality to luxury but hard to return to frugality

could never go back.

Flora returned to

lived in a single dorm room. Actually, the Irving family’s house wasn’t far from the school, but Flora, from her previous life, didn’t get along with her family. Also, to be closer to Aaron, she

donated a building, so the school prepared a single dorm room just

in dust. After cleaning them, she sat down to

2 noticed Flora’s unusual behavior. She, who had never touched a book before, was now

ended.

an unnatural speed, breezing through several pages in

knowledge in her brain. They thought it

photographic memory, Humanities were not a problem

help but think of Connor. She was wondering

making sure to highlight the pile of books in the background. After editing the photo

is so tiring.

Connor held his phone, looking at the chat with a, his

leaning on her desk, wearing pajamas, makeup–free. Her eyes were red,

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