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

The cold heel of her shoe kept tapping against Hudson's face, over and over, making his pupils dilate in sheer terror as his scalp felt like it was about to burst! "What do you want from me?" he stammered.

Crimson waved her hand, signaling the two burly men holding Hudson, and pulled out a small, gleaming knife from her pocket.

At the same time, she pressed Hudson's right hand onto the ground.

The knife was aimed right at his hand.

Hudson suddenly realized what they intended to do, his eyes wide with rage and fear. "You wouldn't dare!!!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the knife came down on his finger.

"Ah-"

His right thumb was severed ruthlessly. Hudson clutched his bleeding hand and collapsed to the ground, trembling in agony.

"You! You! Ah!"

Cold sweat broke out on Hudson as he trembled in pain, his eyes, bloodshot and wild, fixed on Crimson with a murderous glare. He wanted to tear her apart!

How dare she!

How dare she!

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towards Flora, Crimson couldn't hide her seething

what Crimson meant by "that thing," his face turned ghostly white, his lips trembling uncontrollably. Sweat dripped onto the floor, each drop sounding like a death

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cut off his finger; what

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was a

couldn't understand, what had he done to provoke

had provoked someone he shouldn't have, but Hudson racked his brain and couldn't figure out who he

the old man, he had been much more restrained, recently

had investigated her background; she was just a girl from a small

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please, don't be

Brimer family. If you touch me, it won't end well for you

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