A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 186 Descending To The Mortal World

Finnegan’s words resonated powerfully when he said that.

At the same timé, his expression conveyed a strong sense of determination and seriousness.

It didn’t feel like a joke at all.

Yasmine was thus stunned for several seconds.

Snapping back to reality, she was certain she hadn’t misheard. Her face instantly turned cold. Unable to contain her anger at being teased, she picked up her wine glass and splashed the wine onto Finnegan’s face. “Shameless! You’re unworthy!”

At that moment, Yasmine was clearly really angry.

Her pretty face twisted in displeasure, her chest heaving non-stop due to her anger.

The distinguished Ms. Snape. When has she ever been treated with such frivolity? Even if there were, they would already be dead! Finnegan pulled over a tissue, cheerfully wiping the spilled wine off his face.

Not at all angry, he said, “I used to think that Ms. Snape was like a fairy, high above, devoid of mortal emotions. But now it seems you’re just like everyone else. You also have emotions. But…”

Pausing, Finnegan flashed a faint smirk. “Before we came, I warned you that I lack self-control. I might get handsy, or even have some inappropriate thoughts. You said I should make a move if I had the guts!”

Looking straight at Yasmine, the smile became more playful. “I clearly have the guts now. Why does it seem like you’re scared? And besides, it was you who said that any terms could be put forward. I’m just stating my terms. Is there anything wrong with that?”

Yasmine had never encountered someone as shameless as Finnegan.

She picked up Finnegan’s drink as well and exclaimed, “You shameless rogue!”

But this time around, Finnegan didn’t let her succeed.

He rose to his feet, swiftly grasping her hand and taking the wine glass from her to set it down.

Then, with a swift turn, he pulled her down with him onto the nearby couch.

Struggling to breathe under Finnegan’s weight, Yasmine hastily shouted, “Get off! Get off me!”

She panicked, and she regretted it. I shouldn’t have thought about winning over Finnegan, let alone coming here alone.

Feeling the sensation from Yasmine’s twisting b*dy, Finnegan’s smile became somewhat teasing, “Ms. Snape, you have a nice figure.”

Yasmine, unable to maintain her composure, warned, “Finnegan, I urge you not to act recklessly. My status is not something you can afford to offend. Even if you touch a single hair of mine, you will-”

!

her red l*ps were

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hand on me? I am, after all, the young lady of the Snape

much time had

a few seconds, or maybe a few minutes, but eventually,

split. “Ms. Snape, I’ve warned you before. I lack self-control. Shouldn’t you be prepared for

at Finnegan, her eyes filled

lose control, nor did she scream and shout.

was terrifyingly cold when she demanded, “Let

said playfully, “I can’t bear to

Finnegan planted

she

had always been

to great emotional

she really couldn’t hold back anymore. Gritting her teeth, she warned, “Finnegan, I’m giving you one last chance. Get off me, cure Little Tyrant, and agree to join our circle. Otherwise, I, Yasmine, will never let you off in this

such a thing? There’s

her as

for Finnegan to have achieved what he had, he couldn’t possibly be

possibly be brainless, yet he offended her again. Yasmine was angry, and at the

I said I simply can’t stand your high and mighty attitude, and I want to tear

a joke from

her aloofness. He had considered bringing her down a peg or two

to his reputation of being known

you agreed to come for dinner, but your real intention was to make fun of me, wasn’t it? You never intended to have a

was not only because he wanted to know why Yasmine sought him out but also because he wanted to tease this noble and irritable princess of the Snape

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he was about to readily admit it, his phone in

on Yasmine with one hand while he took out his phone with the

people Mandy and I had stationed, and even tied up

gaze faltered, his expression instantly

room, causing the temperature within the entire

heard the content of the phone call, and her face drastically changed. “Finnegan, Little Tyrant is still a

Slap!

her sentence, Finnegan casually slapped her

his feet, kicking out with