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

Chapter 1512

Seeing this, Jackson kept quiet. His eyes, though, stayed glued to Fiona, filled with a strange sort of worry. If anyone dared to mess with her, he'd jump in without a second thought.

As Allen was about to take off his shirt, Jackson felt uneasy and quickly pulled Fiona back into his arms.

"Can't you just keep your shirt on?" he nearly growled through gritted teeth.

"Don't worry, big brother. I'm still young, and he's way older. It's no big deal," Fiona assured him.

However, Allen, noticing Jackson's reaction, paused awkwardly with his hands on his shirt. He found himself in a tough spot, unsure whether to go through with it or not. What a mess!

"Take it off!" Fiona shot Allen a quick look before turning back to Jackson with a bright smile. "Just keep an eye on me, brother. Nothing will happen."

After some coaxing, Jackson finally calmed down.

began inserting them, starting at Allen's wrist and working up to his shoulder. Her precision was spot-on, and her focus was intense. By the time she finished, tiny beads of sweat dotted

exhaling and moving to a nearby couch. "The concert's in twenty minutes, so

fully healed?" Allen asked, clearly anxious. The thought of messing

"Pretty much," Fiona nodded.

her, opened a bottle of water

wipe her forehead.

you carry a handkerchief? Fiona chuckled, catching the minty scent on it.

your favorite

in her hand. "If you

Fiona tucked it into

soon as ten minutes were up, Fiona started taking out the needles, and dark blood oozed from each

it down