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

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Chapter 245

The thugs sprawled across the ground, their eyes brimming with fear as they looked at Henrik. They hadn’t expected this refined–looking young man to be such a powerhouse, holding his own against them for so long.

But he was just one guy, outmatched and outnumbered, struggling to keep up with their relentless assault, his strength waning.

Sharing a quick glance, the thugs spread out, attacking Henrik from all angles like cowards.

Henrik sidestepped swiftly, dodging an incoming punch, then, quick as a flash, he grabbed the attacker’s arm and twisted it with brutal force.

at an unnatural angle. The man howled in agony, and Henrik kicked him in the stomach,

brink. His legs felt like they were made of lead, too weak to muster any strength, his dodging slowed to a crawl.

slammed into the back of his head. Pain exploded, his head throbbed as if it were splitting open, Henrik gritted his teeth, letting out a muffled groan, and fell to one

off the sickness. Sweat mixed with blood dripped down, soaking

back was slightly bent, but his inherent pride was clear, refusing to bow even with his

feel a surge

holding the bat, approached Henrik, looking

it? Here’s the deal–I’ll give you a chance. Kneel and beg for mercy, and I’ll spare

His face was sticky with blood and sweat, utterly disheveled and vulnerable, yet

him.

“In your dreams.”

within, landed with force. Wade saw the scorn and mockery in Henrik’s

bat in his hand came crashing down on Henrik’s

pant legs tightly, refusing to kneel despite his legs

seething. “Wade, if you harm my son, the Irving family will never let you off!”

you find your words laughable?” Wade laughed triumphantly. “Your son refuses to plead, but you can. Just kneel