A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 195 You Really Misunderstood

Finnegan escorted Lindsey home.

No sooner had they stepped through the door than Lindsey, in his arms, vomited again. The pungent smell of alcohol not only covered her but also splashed all over Finnegan.

The smell hit him so hard that Finnegan couldn’t help but retch.

“Do women always lose their dignity like this when they’re drunk?” With a sigh, Finnegan gently placed Lindsey on the ground.

Then, he headed into the bathroom to clean up, washing his clothes and pants as well. When he returned, Lindsey had vomited all over herself again, looking utterly disheveled.

Finnegan was considering changing her clothes and giving her a bath.

However, when he got close, he hesitated, thinking it might be inappropriate.

Lindsey’s b*dy held no secrets for him. He had seen it all, the parts he should and shouldn’t have. Knowing that Lindsey liked him, Finnegan felt it necessary to keep some distance between them. However, just then, Lindsey started vomiting again, looking utterly disheveled.

I definitely can’t let her continue like this. Finnegan exhaled. “Never mind. I’ll just leave the evidence.”

Finnegan took out his phone and started recording. Then, he carried Lindsey into the bathroom to clean her up. After that, he carried her out and laid her on the bed.

He took out the golden needles again, and in a flash, jabbed them into her b*dy.

Most of the alcohol Lindsey had consumed was already absorbed. At that moment, the best thing to do was to ensure she wouldn’t wake up with a hangover the next morning.

After finishing, Finnegan pulled the blanket over her. Only then did he feel a sigh of relief. “I almost couldn’t hold back!”

With a sigh, Finnegan walked to the window and dialed Alisha’s number. “You should go home first. I won’t be able to leave tonight.” My clothes and pants are covered in vomit, and I guess they won’t be dry until tomorrow morning after washing.

Alisha was feeling a bit miffed. “You jerk. My figure is better than hers. How shameless of you to choose her over me. Is it because she’s more fun when she’s drunk? I can do that for you, too!”

The edge of Finnegan’s mouth twitched fiercely. “D*mn it, what’s with the lewd words? Hurry up and go back to rest!”

After saying that, Finnegan hung up the phone. “This vixen’s words are too provocative!”

The following morning, sunlight streamed through the window, landing squarely on Lindsey’s face.

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her slumber, she slowly opened her eyes, yet she seemed somewhat

she had gone to the bar last night, feeling heartbroken, and had drunk

she felt something.

pulled back the blanket, only to

Did someone take advantage of me last night because I drank too much? I even brought

welled up in an instant and fell uncontrollably.

had remained chaste, intending to save herself for her future husband. She never considered being

a refreshing aroma wafted in from outside, accompanied by the hum of the exhaust fan. Lindsey held back her tears, biting her

she didn’t bother with clothes or thought them necessary.

in the kitchen, wearing his underwear, busily

instantly vanished. She even felt a touch

her l*p, Lindsey

Finnegan’s senses

when he turned around, he widened his eyes. Why isn’t she wearing anything?

moment, Lindsey had already thrown herself into his arms, holding him tightly.

shorts because his clothes hadn’t dried yet.

was barely

stiff, and for a moment, he didn’t know whether to push Lindsey away or just

that Lindsey must have misunderstood.

should be the one taking the initiative, right? You rascal!”

mouth as he endured the discomfort. “Ms. Lindsey,

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her eyes filled with resentment. “Then why did you look up?”

this? Finnegan quickly used his strength to push Lindsey away, swiftly leaving the kitchen and heading toward the balcony.

about his clothes being a

to see how you explain

room and sl*pped into

that, Finnegan was at a

even more enticing in her nightgown than she did before!

he had recorded last night. Then, he handed it to Lindsey. “You really misunderstood. I didn’t do anything