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.

swift agility. Finnegan stepped forward, wrapping his arm around

a shade of red.

sneakily glanced at Bernice

her without any unusual behavior, he couldn’t help but

a fight if they saw their boyfriend start a conversation with another girl, let alone hold another girl

people, what do we do if we

replied, “Being accommodating to others is just a saying. No one will truly make things casy for

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

food immediately moved aside for Finnegan, instantly clearing

and the others over, returning to the dining

laugh. “You’re so mean, Finn!”

is

them to make

he said the soup was hot, those who

forehead and said, “You’re just using trickery, you sly fox!” “They left me with no choice. Had I not done that,

behavior, Lindsey clenched her

sighed when she saw

have

meal, the four

packages into Bernice’s car, Finnegan turned toward Lindsey and said, “Ms. Lindsey, we’ll be heading

was clearly low at this moment, she absentmindedly muttered,

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and said, “Ms. Lindsey, I’ll call you

“Sure.”

with Bernice, took their leave, leaving Lindsey standing alone

when the car was out of sight did she pull her gaze

leaned on the steering

knew that Finnegan must have already understood her feelings, and was deliberately

unlocked her phone. It

it, Lindsey couldn’t hold back her tears any longer.

in particular was a

one million to

Dragon Bay, Rhiannon dragged Finnegan out

was parking the car, she smacked Finnegan and asked in a low voice, “Finn,

text you about

“Duh!”

want your brother to be a devoted man, or do you want him to