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

to drink, Finnegan? If you don’t, you should leave now instead of ruining the

glance at Mandy, telling

games and drinking. I don’t

course, he wasn’t blind to Matthias’ goal, but it

facing him as retaliation for the

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whatever instruction that stops at the arrow. You can

It had a total

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

of them requested the previous and next player

allowed the player

to the next one in

of the sections weren’t penalties to

if one had terrible luck, they might not be able

on Finnegan’s countenance. “I’m pretty unlucky. I can’t drink

you keep failing, you can ask someone else to help you drink. Besides, there are six sections here that change the player. Even the unluckiest guy will eventually hit one of

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

matter? Don’t tell me you’re too scared to play.”

The others cackled.

few players? All men here should join in!” Since they want to mess

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

down around Finnegan while the

furrowed her eyebrows.

play. I doubt he’ll be that

to be concerned, Mandy.” Confidently, Finnegan patted his chest.

“Should we decide our turn by pulling straws or

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

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and the others watched him spin the wheel with teasing eyes.

Finnegan’s shirt. “Please

right, Finnegan. You do have terrible luck!” The crowd laughed upon seeing the arrow pointing at

sighed. “I’ll help you drink one glass.”