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

Chapter 1260

Jacob and Carly stepped forward, looking a bit lost. What was this sudden call all about?

"When you were standing at attention earlier, why were you fidgeting? Didn't I tell you, if you need to move, you must report it first! Now, you'll be running 3,000 miles with weights, and don't even think about resting until you're done!" Hawthorn's face was all business, his eyebrows drawn tight, making him look especially fierce. Jacob and Carly were flabbergasted. "Sir, we didn't move," they insisted, standing as straight as they could.

"Oh, so now you're questioning me, huh?" Hawthorn sneered. "Don't get smart with me. Don't bring those bad habits from home here. I clearly saw you move! And since you're arguing, make that 6,000 miles!" Jacob's brow furrowed deeply.

"Jacob, if you moved, just admit it," Teddy whistled, trying to lighten the mood. "Can the instructor be wrong? Own up to your mistakes." "Mind your own business!"

"Oh, talking back, are we!" Hawthorn roared. "After running, add a thousand push-ups. And if you can't finish them, forget about eating!"

"You!" Jacob was seething. Was this just a blatant setup against them?

"Let it go, Jacob," Carly whispered, pulling him back. Their every move here represented the Gilbert family. Hawthorn was their instructor, and arguing wouldn't help their case.

Jacob reluctantly gave in, pulling Carly with him as

grin, even snapping a photo to send to Sydney. "Don't worry, sis-in-law, I'm making sure they get what they

the time Jacob and Carly finished the 6,000 miles, forty grueling minutes had passed. Their

they had to do it the hard way, with sheer leg power. Carly was so exhausted she could hardly stand. "Useless! Exhausted from just

hard he nearly cracked a tooth. Fine! Just a thousand push-ups, right? They knocked them out, but he'd better not push

satisfaction. "Let this be a warning. Anyone else who talks back will end up like this.

that, Hawthorn marched off, leaving

their exhausted selves to

Jacob let out

Jacob handed Carly a chicken leg and started nibbling on a piece of bread,

for home, for Flora... His heart

still felt like lead from the run, and it seemed Hawthorn deliberately picked