A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 192 A Stab To The Heart

Bernice and Lindsey were locked in fierce combat.

Although the two did not confront each other directly, they treated Rhiannon as a tool in their battle, dragging her around the mall. They didn’t just buy clothes for Rhiannon.

They also bought her cosmetics, jewelry, and electronic products, all of which were incredibly expensive. After a rough calculation, Finnegan found that both of them had spent over eight hundred thousand each. This astonishing level of consumption was becoming a bit too much for Rhiannon to handle.

Taking the opportunity, she found an excuse to approach Finnegan and asked, “Finn, are my two sister-in- laws competing against each other?”

Finnegan gave her a light tap on the head. “Stop talking nonsense! You only have one sister-in-law.”

Rhiannon rubbed her forehead and said, “How come I never noticed how charming you were before? What do we do now? Ms. Lindsey is clearly gritting her teeth in struggle!”

With a sigh, Finnegan asked, “You have Ms. Lindsey’s bank account number, right?”

“Yes, I do. What about it?”

“Give it to me. Then, I want you to take them out for a meal.”

Unsure of Finnegan’s intentions, Rhiannon quickly gave him Lindsey’s account number and found an excuse to take Bernice and Lindsey to the buffet restaurant in the mall.

After obtaining the account number, Finnegan made some transactions and transferred one million over to Lindsey’s account.

Apart from the expenses Lindsey just incurred, it was also to repay the gratitude over the years for her care toward Rhiannon.

He also did that to make Lindsey understand his stance on the matter and stop being so stubborn.

Upon reaching the restaurant, Lindsey took the initiative to pay the bill first, and Bernice, with a smile, did not compete.

Upon entering the restaurant and securing their seats, the four of them each went to get their meals. The abundance of people made the place somewhat crowded, completely blocking the path. Lindsey, holding a tray, politely called out to the people getting their food, “Excuse me, we need to get through.”

But the guests acted as if they hadn’t heard a thing, instead scrambling to get their food, fearing that the best dishes would be snatched up by others.

A middle-aged woman, particularly fierce, pushed forward, bumping directly into Lindsey,

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Caught off guard, the latter, still holding the dinner plate, immediately lost her balance.

arm around Lindsey’s waist. “Are you all right?” he

face turned a shade of red. “I’m fine:

Rhiannon sneakily glanced at Bernice

without any unusual behavior, he couldn’t help

Zimmerman really is magnanimous! If it were any other girl, they would probably start a fight if they saw their boyfriend start a conversation with another girl, let alone

people, what do we do

others is just a saying. No one will truly make things casy for you unless you

hands as he continued, “Everyone, please don’t crowd around me! The soup I’m carrying is quite

the way to the food immediately moved aside for Finnegan, instantly

and the others over, returning to the dining table.

couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re so mean,

the expectant gaze of Lindsey. “The essence of human nature is to remain indifferent unless personally affected. The only way to

asked them to make way,

said the soup was hot, those who

me with no choice. Had I

behavior, Lindsey clenched her l*ps

when

really shouldn’t have come looking for heartache!

meal, the four

toward Lindsey and said, “Ms. Lindsey, we’ll

at this moment, she

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her hand and said, “Ms. Lindsey, I’ll call

“Sure.”

sister, along with Bernice, took their leave, leaving Lindsey standing alone in the same

her gaze away, unable to suppress her overwhelming emotions any

and leaned on the steering wheel, softly

must have already understood her feelings, and was deliberately avoiding them. Just then, her phone began

her phone. It was a bank notification about a

opening it, Lindsey couldn’t hold back her tears

but one part in particular

one

dragged Finnegan out of the car.

and asked in a low voice, “Finn,

asked, “Did she text you about

“Duh!”

a devoted