A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 12 Separate Ways

“You idiot, are the gears in your head rusty? I can’t believe you didn’t take the opportunity despite how initiative Rhia’s senior was!”

“Mom, I’m not interested in her in that way. You can’t force me to go. Also, I’m going to the Zimmerman residence for dinner tonight, so I’m not free.”

“I don’t care. You’ll have to take action when you treat her in the future. Hurry up and get into an official relationship with her.”

“Finny, your mother is right. With our family’s terms, we can’t be picky. Don’t miss the opportunity if she’s interested in you.”

Rhiannon told their parents about what happened between Finnegan and Lindsey the moment they reached home. In response, Desmond and Quiana berated him.

It was only when evening came did Finnegan leave home to go to the Zimmerman residence for dinner.

“Parents who force their children to get married are terrible,” Finnegan commented under his breath while he was on his way to Xendale.

He had already refused to work as Bernice’s a*sistant in Firebird Group, so he could not refuse to have dinner with her too.

By the time he reached Xendale, the sky was almost completely dark. Once the security called the Zimmermans to ensure that they were expecting a guest, the security let Finnegan into the neighborhood.

Vroom!

Right as he was about to reach the Zimmerman residence, the engine sounds of a sports car came from behind him. A Maserati was speeding over, and Finnegan was sure the driver was driving faster than eighty kilometers per hour.

The driver only spotted Finnegan when they were dozens of meters away from him. Hastily, they slammed their foot on the brakes and honked at him.

The corner of Finnegan’s l*ps twitched. “What the hell? Do the rich not care about human lives?”

Are they really driving that fast in a neighborhood with speed limits of twenty kilometers per hour?

But the car was meters away from Finnegan by then, so there was no time for Finnegan to do anything but dodge to the side. As he was too close to the side of the road, his clothes were

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torn by the branches of an ornamental tree.

zoomed past him and finally stopped dozens of meters away from him. There were

dark look crept onto

would have

cash was thrown out of the car. and a

This is for your clothes.” With that, the driver started the car again and

walked over to pick up

be found. “She has no regard for human lives at all. Is this how rich

keeping the money, Finnegan suppressed his displeasure and

doorbell, Bernice

up when he took in the sight of Bernice, and the frustration

silk belt on her waist. Her outfit accentuated her already-perfect b*dy. She was also wearing a pair of

along with her graceful demeanor,

her, she

was soft, and she sounded

his composure, Finnegan cleared his throat and said, “Hello, Ms. Zimmerman.

be so polite. You can just call me by my name. Come in. My parents are

she was clumsy, or perhaps she was nervous about seeing Finnegan. When she turned around, she twisted her ankle and tell forward

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quick to react as he lunged forward to circle his arm around her waist

Bernice’s face turned redder as her heartbeat sped

dazed by the sight of Bernice in his arms, and he had completely forgotten that

“You guys…”

Patrick and Jennifer, who had come out to look for them, saw Finnegan and Bernice

never seen Bernice being so intimate with

snapped back to their senses and quickly parted. Nervously, Bernice explained, “Mom,

you?” Jennifer

What do you

Jennifer had misunderstood the situation.

clarify anything, Patrick cleared his throat and said, “Um, let’s

let’s head inside

to look at Finnegan with an amused smile and asked, “What do we do? My parents think that we’re

or less knew Bernice, so he

What?

hot, and her cheeks were rosy. She spun around and protested, “It’s not that