A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 144

As Mandy snuggled in Finnegan’s embrace, she blushed under the dim lighting. “I was wrong, Finnegan!”

She didn’t expect him to be that mischievous.

Although he didn’t ruin her plan, he did take revenge on her on the spot.

Regret started flooding Mandy’s heart.

“Does it matter if you repent now?” Finnegan sniffed the fragrance of her hair. “I’ve already offended Vilmar. I can tell from his eyes that he’ll kill me if he’s given the opportunity!”

“You can’t blame it all on me.” A bitter stnile curved her lips.

While she did make Finnegan her shield through her scheme, he was the one who provoked Vilmar on his.

Own.

“It’s because they didn’t treat me nicely.” Finnegan pursed his lips. “You’re to blame, too. If you hadn’t tricked me, I wouldn’t have encountered this group of idiots and started arguing with them.”

Before Mandy could explain herself, Matthias and the others approached the two. “Finnegan, right? It’s no fun if you cling to Ms. Langdon. How about you play some games and have some drinks with us men?”

Mandy grew apprehensive and leaned closer to Finnegan.

It was because she didn’t want others to see Finnegan’s hand behind her.

Vilmar was further enraged upon witnessing Mandy being so close to Finnegan.

He even clenched his fists.

Finnegan cleared his throat and released Mandy. “Games and drinks, eh?”

“That’s right. Dare you accept the challenge?” Matthias smirked.

Mandy finally felt a little better. “Finnegan can’t hold his liquor well. You should drink among yourselves, Matthias.”

Using that opening, Ariendel pulled Mandy closer to her. “Why not let Finnegan drink a little with them, Mandy? After all, he’s with you now, so he should familiarize himself with your circle of friends.”

Mandy frowned. “Ariendel!”

were targeting Finnegan, so she couldn’t just sit by and

grinned at Finnegan. “Do you really not have the guts to drink, Finnegan? If you don’t, you should leave now instead of ruining

at Mandy, telling her not to act.

games and drinking. I don’t know the rules,

he wasn’t blind to Matthias’ goal, but it didn’t matter to him.

was eager to crush the arrogant scions facing him as retaliation for the disdain they had expressed

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the simplest game. You turn the wheel, and yoù follow whatever instruction that stops at the arrow. You can only pass to the next player if the instruction says so. Otherwise,

the game wheel. It

of them punished the player to drink, ranging from a sip to three glasses of alcohol.

the previous and next player

them allowed the player to demand another to

rest would change the player to the

the sections weren’t penalties

terrible luck, they might not be able

troubled expression settled on Finnegan’s countenance. “I’m

you drink. Besides, there are six sections here that change

that. Ask someone else to drink, he says. He’s clearly trying to divide the risk between his buddies if one of

the matter? Don’t tell me

The others cackled.

on the table. “Who said I’m scared to play? Howeve what’s the fun if there are only this few players? All men here should join in!” Since they want to mess wi me,

that Finnegan had fallen for the trick, Vilmar sauntered toward him with a sneer. “Considering how enthusiastic you seem, I guess we’ll all play with you. Think of it as my way of making things up

men settled down around Finnegan while the women either sat or stood at the side.

her eyebrows.

play. I doubt he’ll be that unlucky

right! No need to be concerned, Mandy.” Confidently, Finnegan patted

our turn by pulling

start, and then we’ll go anti-clockwise.” Finnegan placed

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him spin

edge of Finnegan’s shirt. “Please let it be ‘Change Player’!”

luck!” The crowd laughed upon seeing the arrow pointing at “Two Glasses” after the

help you drink one glass.”