A Healer’s Journey

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 b*dyguards 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 a*sured 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.

13

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.”

surprise fleeted across Bernice’s eyes. She had never seen anyone who could tell medicinal herbs by kind

Zimmerman. Do have lunch here if

after the past five years, Quiana pulled her to the side for a seat. Then she ordered Finnegan, “Go and get Ms. Zimmerman a gla*s of water.”

said, “Sit down as well,

to sort these medicinal herbs out first.”

house after saying that, stunning Bernice to

man went into the house without even sparing her a glance. A sense of defeat swamped her since she had always been confident

her allure.

over to seek him out that day because she had something: to

for her to follow him into the house in front of Desmond and Quiana. She

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

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

work as a grunt

gazed at Finnegan with

was another embarra*sing reason behind that decision she

the slightest hesitation. “Mom, Dad, don’t

25

obliged to me either, Ms. Zimmerman. I didn’t save you because I hoped that

meant,

her face the color of a ripe tomato, too embarra*sed to speak

a girlfriend to you, but you declined. Now, Ms. Zimmerman arranged a job for you, yet you refused again. Are you trying to get me and your father

lives, the couple had been hoping that their children could accomplish something in life.

doubly

more determined to see him lead a better life, having both a family and

in looking

I’m 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, so

hurry, but your

of a girlfriend has to be put on the agenda. After all, young people nowadays only get married after dating for a while. If you find someone, then

answering, “Okay. You don’t need to worry about me getting a job. As for a girlfriend, let Rhia make the arrangements,

like me.”

Quiana replied, “Sure. We’re good as long

date.”

helpless smile bloomed on Bernice’s face. “Are you really not interested in being my a*sistant at Firebird Group.

the offer, Ms. Zimmerman, but