Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1108

A few men, spotting the young boy darting away, quickly gave chase. Flora could feel the boy behind her trembling even more.

“Sister... save me...” he pleaded, his voice shaky.

“Hey, sweetheart, this doesn’t concern you. Move aside, or you'll get it too!” one of the men barked, glaring at Flora with a menacing tone.

Flora wasn't the type to poke her nose into other people's business. She didn’t know the boy or his history with these guys and wasn’t planning on getting involved. But now the boy had come to her for protection, and the way those men talked rubbed her the wrong way.

With a slight, almost amused lift of her brow, Flora said, “Deal with me too? Go on, give it a whirl.”

“Lady, don’t play the hero! Move it!”

“We’ll see who’s asking for trouble,” Flora replied, her tone cool and undisturbed.

“Fool, you’re asking for it! I’ll teach you a lesson today!” The man, angered by Flora’s attitude, cursed and lunged at her.

Yet Flora stood her ground, her eyes calm and steady.

Three minutes later, the men who had been so full of swagger were sprawled on the ground, staring at Flora in terror as if they’d seen a ghost. Wincing in pain, they scrambled to their feet and hightailed it out of there.

Flora dusted her hands off and continued on her path.

“Sister—” the boy called out from behind.

He jogged up to her, a smile breaking across his face, revealing a dimple. “Sister, you’re amazing.”

Flora glanced at him. The boy looked about seventeen or eighteen, younger than her, wearing a thin, slightly tattered black jacket that hinted at frequent bullying. Bullies seemed to be everywhere.

Thinking of the beating he’d taken, Flora felt a flicker of sympathy.

“Sister, thanks for getting rid of them.” His smile, though genuine, carried a hint of melancholy, likely from being picked on so often.

“No problem,” Flora replied nonchalantly and was about to walk away when suddenly,

“Gurgle, gurgle—”

A peculiar sound broke the silence.

The boy clutched his stomach, blinking up at her. “Sister, I’m hungry...”

Flora gave him a look and pulled two packets of cookies from her pocket. “Here, have these.”