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.

air as the arm bent at an unnatural angle. The man howled in agony, and Henrik kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying, just in time to glimpse another thug swinging a bat at

brink. His legs felt like they were made of lead,

his head. Pain exploded, his head throbbed as if it were splitting open, Henrik gritted his teeth, letting out a muffled

trying to stave off the sickness.

bent, but his inherent pride was clear, refusing to

onlookers couldn’t help but feel a surge

approached Henrik,

chance. Kneel and beg

sticky with blood and sweat, utterly disheveled and vulnerable, yet there was something

him.

“In your dreams.”

deep within, landed with force. Wade saw the

was livid. The bat in his hand

gripping his pant legs tightly, refusing to kneel

by two thugs, was seething. “Wade, if you harm my son, the Irving

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