A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 8 Do You Think I Will Believe That

“What have you done to me, Finnegan?” Killian roared, enduring the agonizing pain shooting up his limbs as his bodyguards helped him up.

Finnegan shrugged. “Don’t push the blame on me when I haven’t been anywhere near you. As for your condition, it’s likely karma. It’s your fault for having committed so many evil deeds in the past.”

Killian did not believe in karma, but the excruciating agony rendered him powerless to pursue the truth.

“Hurry up and send me to the hospital!”

As Finnegan watched the man leave in a wretched state, his eyes glinted with murderous intent.

He could have killed Killian right away, but he felt that he would be letting the latter off too. lightly to do so.

He wanted Killian to experience despair in his pain and suffering and then finally agree to the terms proposed earlier.

But even after he had done so, Finnegan had no plans of sparing him or the Chomsky family, He was merely giving Killian a shed of hope. In the end, he would dash it to smithereens to intensify the despair within Killian.

“Finny, does Killian’s condition really have nothing to do with you?” Quiana asked.

She was terrified after having been oppressed by Killian in the

past.

She feared the man’s retribution and was afraid that their family would not be able to withstand it.

To keep his parents from worrying, Finnegan calmly assured them he had nothing to do with it. Only then did Quiana and Desmond breathe sighs of relief.

Contrarily, Bernice knew that it was undoubtedly Finnegan’s doing. Smartly enough, she did not point it out.

“These are the medicinal herbs you wanted, Finnegan. My dad has gathered the entire list for you. Take a look and see whether they’re correct

Finnegan reached out and took the medicinal herbs from her. While at that, his fingers accidentally touched hers. She reflexively pulledak, her face flushing bright red.

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Whoa! How sensitive!

Finnegan took a sniff at the package through the wrapping. Immediately, he could tell that the contents were indeed the medicinal herbs he wanted, and their quantities were also accurate. “Everything’s in order.”

flash of surprise fleeted across Bernice’s eyes. She had never seen anyone who could tell

Zimmerman. Do have lunch here if

five years, Quiana pulled her to the side for a seat. Then she

down as well,

going to sort these medicinal

strode into the house after saying that, stunning Bernice to

in her presence. Right then, however, the man went into the house without even sparing her a glance. A sense of defeat swamped her since she had always been confident in

her allure.

out that day because she had something: to say to

was inappropriate for her to follow him into the house in front of Desmond

noon, she stayed at the Larkin residence for lunch. Finnegan also

sooner had he taken a seat than Quiana said excitedly, “Finny, Ms. Zimmerman just said. you could work at Firebird Group as her assistant. You’d

work as a grunt at Firebird Group, considering

gazed at Finnegan with hopeful eyes.

was another embarrassing reason behind that decision she made. Regretfully, she was too

the slightest hesitation. “Mom, Dad,

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clinic in the near future. Please don’t feel obliged to me either, Ms. Zimmerman. I didn’t save you because I hoped that you’d repay me. Besides, you’ve done more than enough throughout the past few years. We’re

meant, Finnegan.

face the color of a ripe tomato, too embarrassed to speak

you declined. Now, Ms. Zimmerman arranged a job for you, yet you refused again. Are

the couple had been hoping that their children

doubly for Finnegan.

five years ago, they were all the more determined to see him lead a better life, having both a family and a

looking for

really planning to open a small clinic. I don’t want to look for other jobs. As for a girlfriend, I’m only twenty-three years old,

hurry, but your

After all, young people nowadays only get married after dating for a while. If you find someone, then date her for two years. It’ll be about the right time for you to tie the knot.”

harping on it if he did not compromise, Finnegan relented, answering, “Okay. You don’t need to worry about me getting a job. As for

like me.”

good as long as you agree to go on the blind

date.”

bloomed on Bernice’s face. “Are you really not interested in being my assistant at

for the offer, Ms. Zimmerman, but Im still inclined toward

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