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.

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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 medicinal herbs by kind and quantity through a layer of paper.

Ms. Zimmerman. Do have lunch

five years, Quiana pulled her to the side for a

“Sit down as well, Finnegan. I’m not

sort

saying that, stunning Bernice to the core.

of Jadeborough, many men had tried finding opportunities to spend time in her presence. Right then, however, the man went into the house without

her allure.

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

to follow him into the house in front of Desmond and Quiana. She could only

Larkin residence for lunch. Finnegan also came out of his room.

said. you could work at Firebird Group as her a*sistant. You’d generally be driving her around

be able to work as a

gazed at Finnegan

owed him, there was another embarra*sing reason behind that decision

it down without the slightest hesitation. “Mom, Dad, don’t

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near future. Please don’t feel obliged to me either, Ms. Zimmerman. I didn’t save you

meant, Finnegan. I just

off with her face the color of a ripe tomato,

Zimmerman arranged a job for you, yet you

entire lives, the couple had been hoping

doubly for

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

neither diligent in looking for a wife

a wry smile. “Mom, I’ve saved some money from utilizing my medical skills in the past few years, and I’m really planning to open a small clinic. I don’t want to look for other jobs. As

in a hurry, but your father and I are frantic!”

about a job since you have a plan, but the matter 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 date her for two years. It’ll be about the right time for

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

like me.”

long as you agree to go on

date.”

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

you for the offer, Ms. Zimmerman, but Im still