Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1732

Neither of them bothered about Jane’s situation. They were too busy watching Fiona leave, eyes sparkling with admiration. Right then and there, they decided Fiona was their new idol.

"Fiona’s word is gospel," one of them whispered in awe. "Whatever she says goes."

"Absolutely, even when she fights, she’s unbeatable," another chimed in.

"Shut it, both of you!" Jane shouted from where she sat on the floor. A faint red mark was visible on her neck, and her face was flushed from struggling to breathe. She was drenched, filthy, and reeked of something unpleasant. Fiona had shoved her so hard that her stomach hit the corner of the desk, causing excruciating pain, and she’d banged her knees against the bed frame, making it nearly impossible to stand up.

That Fiona, Jane fumed internally, she’s a real piece of work. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t be in this state.

A small crowd had gathered at the dorm entrance, the door wide open. Jane sat there, humiliated and stinking, the object of everyone’s mockery.

They heard most of the commotion from the hallway. After all, how soundproof could a dorm really be? And with Jane’s booming voice, it was impossible to ignore unless you were stone deaf.

Jane noticed their odd looks and was fuming. She yelled towards the door, “Shut it!”

After finally getting to her feet, she slammed the door shut, not wanting to waste any more words on them. She sniffed herself, her stomach turning from the lingering odor. She rushed to the bathroom, scrubbing herself over and over, using every perfume and scented oil she had. No matter what she tried, she couldn't get rid of the smell, as if her own nose was playing tricks on her.

She had definitely made an enemy of Fiona, and she wasn't going to let it slide easily.

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