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

Tyler's eyes were still red, and they looked downright terrifying.

When everyone tried to hold him back, a wave of panic swept through them. The guy who'd gotten beaten up was a mess, covered in blood, his face so swollen it was hard to recognize him. He was helped off the ground, stumbling along, caught between anger and fear. "Damn it, Tyler, have you lost it? You want a fight, huh? Fine, I'm not gonna let you get away with this!"

"What are you all standing around for? Grab him! Teach him a lesson!"

Everyone was still rattled by Tyler's sudden outburst, but the beaten boy was their leader, and they followed his orders. With determination, they all lunged at Tyler.

But Tyler, for all his fury, was just one guy. Having used up most of his energy earlier, he couldn't hold his own against the crowd and was quickly overpowered!

The leader glared at him, wiping the blood off his mouth, and raised his fist to land another blow on Tyler.

"Aah!!!"

A scream shattered the air!

"It hurts, it hurts..."

The leader yelled, his face going pale, his fist trapped in a grip so tight it felt like his bones might shatter!

"Let go... it hurts..."

Fiona glanced at him with no emotion, disgusted, and flung his hand aside.

Tyler's long lashes fluttered as he lifted his head, spotting the girl standing protectively in front of him. His lips pressed into a tight line.

Her again...

"Caden, that girl, she's the rich heiress who showed up today, planning on taking Tyler with her."

Someone whispered to the leader, "The director has a lot of respect for her; we can't afford to upset her."

Caden, ready to lash out at Fiona for stepping in, froze upon hearing this.

They'd assumed the heiress interested in Tyler had to be hideous to come to a rehab center searching for a guy. But she wasn't just not ugly-she was stunning. Caden grew even more envious.

Why did Tyler always land on his feet?

The ruckus was loud enough that even the director and his crew rushed over. Seeing the scene, the director felt faint, almost blacking out.

For heaven's sake...

What was going on here?

These kids, fighting once was bad enough, but doing it again, and right in front of these guests!

This could be the end of him!

"Director, think it's high time you I cleaned up this rehab center," Mikey said with a sarcastic grin. "This is the second time now. Is this a rehab center or a battleground for minors?"

Mikey, eyeing the marks on Tyler's face, felt his temper rising too. "I've poured a ton of money into this place, not to end up nurturing future criminals."

That was a heavy accusation.

The director, sweating bullets, quickly promised, "Today's events were indeed my fault! I will definitely enforce stricter rules in the rehab center!"

"Hmmph!"

Mikey still sneered.

"Tyler, come with me."

Fiona cast a calm look at Tyler, said.

softly, and headed outside. Tyler

watched her as she walked away, bit

his lip, hesitated for a moment, but then followed her.

When he caught up, he found Fiona sitting on a stone step with a first aid kit that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere next to her. "Come here."noveldrama

Fiona waved him over, her smile revealing a playful little fang.

In her cool demeanor, there was a touch of mischief and charm.

Tyler silently walked up to her, stopping a bit too far away. Fiona, noticing he was blocking her light, grabbed his hand and pulled him closer.