A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 112 Not Even The Wrights

“Ms. Lindsey, could you please give me a bit of personal space?”

Finnegan had just stepped out of the car in the Kathleen Mall parking lot when Lindsey pressed close to him.

She was dressed in a short strapless dress adorned with a floral pattern. Her makeup was light, lending her a more youthful and S**y appearance than her typical composed, capable demeanor.

She was catching the eyes of men all around. However, Finnegan felt somewhat overwhelmed.

Lindsey linked her arm with his as if they were a couple. “Don’t you get that this is about keeping up appearances? Most people can only dream of having such a beautiful woman like me by their side. I’m sure they’re all jealous of you.”

“Jealous? I’m starting to feel like they’re looking at me like they want to beat me up out of sheer envy.”

Lindsey rolled her eyes at Finnegan and let out an annoyed snort. “You’re impossible!”

Linked arm in arm, they strolled into Kathleen Mall toward a restaurant Lindsey had reserved ahead of time.

“Mr. Larkin!”

As they neared the entrance, a cheerful female voice rang out, sounding delighted.

Finnegan turned, his gaze immediately drawn to the source of the voice. “Ms. Miles.”

Sasha, dressed in a couture dress that elegantly accentuated her figure, approached them.

The arrogance that had accompanied Sasha during her initial encounter with Finnegan had now dissipated. “Mr. Larkin, are you here for some shopping? And who might this be?”

Her gaze, brimming with curiosity, shifted to Lindsey.

Is Mr. Larkin a scumbag? I thought he was in a relationship with Bernice. Yet here he is, with another

woman

Meanwhile, Lindsey went on her guard, her fingers instinctively tightening around Finnegan’s arm.

Her protective stance left no doubt that she was safeguarding her territory.

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Finnegan winced in silence as a sharp pain shot through his arm.

Hug my arm all you want, but could you kindly spare me from pain?

However, Finnegan found himself without much choice except to put on a tough front. “We’ve come for lunch. This here is Lindsey Jennings, a senior at my sister’s school. We’re just good friends. Ms. Lindsey, I’d like you to meet Sasha Miles.”

man in town, Finnegan reckoned there was no

day that she wasn’t buying Finnegan’s story about

a shake. “A real pleasure to make your

grip on Finnegan and returned the shake.

was

you’d mind if I joined you guys for lunch? Our paths crossing isn’t a common

Lindsey frowned.

And

had been worried about how he’d have to be

How dare you cause

could respond to Sasha, a commotion erupted. Seven b*dyguards forcefully ushered a young man toward the exit, or more accurately, kicked

as he hit the ground, rolling a good two or three

revealing his swollen face, Finnegan rushed forward without

Casper. Finnegan and Casper were as tight as siblings as they

stunned when he saw Finnegan. He quickly wiped his blood from his nose.

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you here? Do me a favor and pretend you didn’t witness all this. And please, keep it from my mom

he even had footprints on

clouded over as he turned to the

face went pale.

Gilbert’s gift to Kathleen for their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.

crept over Sasha, given that Finnegan’s friend had been beaten

so what if we beat him up because we didn’t like how he looked? This place is registered under Mrs.

Casper to his feet, his expression

a taste of your own medicine since

laughter as though

darker as he headed

urgently, “Finnegan,

anxious as well.

Sasha could finish, Finnegan unleashed a roundhouse kick on the

the security officer

hush fell over the mall as onlookers stared wide-eyed at the

to Mr. Miles! He

chest and bellowed, “Quick,

senses, brandishing

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shifted. “Hold

her no heed, and the guards were so consumed by their fury that they

was that the guards didn’t recognize Sasha.

motion, Finnegan reached out, seized a stun baton from a guard,