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

“Have you had enough? Rey said to Yvonne Impatiently, “If you keep this up, then just go back home.

It was clear to everyone that Wonne was looking for trouble on purpose, only to find herself outmatched by Flor.

Connor’s expression had soured considerably, but for the sake of Ray’s dignity, he had refrained from making a scene.

“I’m not causing trouble here!” Yvonne was both angry and hurt.

Though she didn’t like Ray, she was, after all, his sister. Yet, he was taking Flora’s side!

“Yvonne, you’ve gone too far. You owe her an apology.” Alsha spoke evenly, her voice serene, merely stating the facts.

Aisha’s words only added fuel to the fire, sending Yvonne into a rage. What was so great about Flora that so many people sided with her! NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

“Aisha, even you’re on her side! What does it have to do with me? If she can’t ride, what’s she doing at a riding club!”

“Who said I can’t ride?” Flora smiled.

“Then would you race me! From now on, the loser has to take a detour whenever they see the winner!”

“Deal.”

Flora rubbed her wrists, her smile deep with meaning. She was tired of Yvonne’s antics, but she wouldn’t back down if Yvonne insisted on being unreasonable.

Yvonne was surprised that Flora actually agreed to the race; more than that, she was excited.

Yvonne would show Flor that she was no match for Connor!

The rules of the race were simple: three laps around the track, and the first to finish wins.

Yvonne’s horse was a gift from Wade on her fifteenth birthday. While it might not be as good as Connor’s Thunderbolt, it was still top–notch.

“You can ride mine,” Aisha said nonchalantly to Flora. There was not a flicker of emotion in her gaze.

Yvonne was shocked that Aisha would offer her horse to Flora. It was a joint gift from Connor and Ray to her.

Yvonne had always been envious, wanting to ride it, but Aisha never allowed it. Now, she was willing to lend it to Flora, whom she had just met.

“Thanks, but no need.” Flora smiled and then went to choose a horse from the stable. She had already spotted one she liked. Yvonne sneered at the horse Flora led out. They were all horse experts here. This horse was skinny and small, with frail, powerless legs. For Flors to think she could win with this horse was utterly delusional.

Yvonne mounted her horse with ease, looking down at Flong with a challenge.

When Connor saw the horse Flora picked, surprise flickered in his eyes.

Under the watchful gaze of the crowd, Flora mounted her horse leisurely.

At the referee’s signal, Yvonne shot off like a released arrow, fast. Flora, however, stayed put, looking entirely unruffled.

Yvonne couldn’t resist looking back when she heard no movement from behind, and a look of disdain crossed her face when she -noticed Flora still standing there, seemingly dazed with fear.

“Useless! She’s probably scared stiff,” Wonne thought.

By the time Yvonne had completed half a lap, Flora had yet to move.

Ray couldn’t help but shout, “Flora, what are you doing!”

“I’m giving her a one lap head start.”

Flora gripped the reins, the glaring sunlight making it hard to see her expression, but Ray thought she might have had a rough start.

He joked, “Connor is she out of her mind?”

Connor glanced at him. “You’re not too bright yourself.”

When Yvonne was halfway through hey second lap. Floro finally moved

“Giddy up!” Digging her heels into the horse’s sides, she fluidly snapped the reins.

Under the blazing sun, Flora seemed like a torrent of fiery nectar, bursting forth with a fierce, captivating brilliance.

It was impossible to look away.