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

Chapter 1422

"Still got the nerve to talk back, huh? Boys, get him!"

"His brother's a rapist, so he's no better! Beat him up! Beat him up!"

"Ha-ha, look at him, so pathetic! Like a dog!"

These voices sounded young, just teenagers, but their words were incredibly vicious.

The manager's face went pale, like he'd just been slapped. He was just going on about how peaceful and harmonious the rehab center was, and then this happened a real slap in the face! "Uh, actually..." he awkwardly started to explain.

But Fiona marched right towards the commotion.

Mikey quickly followed.

The manager wiped the sweat off his brow and hurried after them.

When they reached a large tree, they saw a group of teenagers wildly punching and kicking someone, hurling the nastiest insults as they did.

The young man lay on the ground, not fighting back, just clutching his head, his eyes filled with desolation and despair. A sense of hopelessness seemed to cling to him.

with the barrage of kicks and punches, he didn't flinch, only his long, dark lashes trembled slightly. He was used to it. He'd long grown accustomed to this kind of

rage, wishing nothing more than to take Tyler down. He lifted his foot again, aiming at

pig

my leg! It hurts like hell,

hopping around on one foot like a shrimp thrown

out, a rock, seemingly from nowhere, hit him

"It's your grandma, me!"

over,

eyes were

type who played

outside, all

wish for death in

dropped the act, her presence turning chilling, like a ghostly

out loud when he saw who hurt him, but Fiona's piercing gaze stopped him in his

curse

The

you still stand

a darkness