My mystery lover novel (Richard and Amy)

As soon as Dexter reached the door, he heard Marian scolding Finnley. He walked to Marian in anger.

"Look in the mirror yourself. How can such a beautiful man like you?" with that, Dexter checked Finnley's injury. Finnley gave Dexter a grateful look.

"I'm fine. Just a small injury." Finnley said to Dexter.

Dexter did not listen to Finnley. He saw Finnley's arms and thighs had been cut by the debris. Besides, there was a deep cut on her thigh. Her pants even had been wet with blood.

"No, we must go to the hospital now. Your leg will be infected if it is not properly bandaged." Dexter ignored the surprised eyes of Finnley and the others, bent down, and picked up Finnley, walking out.

"Put me down. A lot of people are watching us." Finnley's face was red. She had been carried twice by Dexter. The last time, no one saw it. But this time, a lot of people saw it.

"Your leg is so badly injured. How can you not go to the hospital? What if the wound is split when you walk by yourself?" Dexter put on a long face, picked Finnley up, and left.

"Damn it! Two gays! No wonder the one speaks for the other. It turns out that they are not interested in women. Hey guys, leave now. There is nothing here." Marian scattered those who watched Finnley and Dexter leave, and then also went in.

"The main artery of this leg was almost cut. Luckily, she was sent there in time." The doctor said to Dexter as he checked Finnley's wound.

Dexter saw that Finnley's pants were cut. The doctor cleaned her wounds and bandaged it.

"Why didn't you change your pants? Shall I buy you one?" Dexter looked at the pants and was puzzled. There was a big cut in the middle of the pants. But Finnley did not change it.

"No, thanks. I'll go home and change it." Finnley hated to being touched by others. If it weren't for the fact that the wound on her leg was deep, she would go home and deal with it herself. "Alright. Then I'll take you home. You can't walk in this condition." Dexter directly picked Finnley up again.

"Come on. I really don't understand young men. This man is so good to another man. The two are so excellent. I even want to urge my daughter to find a boyfriend. If she doesn't find a good man, these men may be together." after the doctor finished bandaging and watched Dexter carry Finnley away, she sighed. What a pity!

Finnley just heard the doctor's words and her face got even redder. Being misunderstood really upset her.

"Dexter, what kind of person is your girlfriend?" although Finnley did not want Dexter to pick her up, she had no choice. Her leg was hurt badly. She was sorry for making Dexter misunderstood.

"My girlfriend is quite tall, beautiful, and a little cold." Dexter thought about it and said to Finnley.

"Why didn't you bring her there?" Finnley was asking Dexter why he didn't bring his girlfriend to Richard's birthday party.

"No, I didn't bring her." Dexter said gravely. He did not bring her girlfriend. She came on her own.

"Alright." Finnley heard that Dexter had a girlfriend and had mixed feelings. She felt she should be relieved. But in fact, she just felt upset. Anyway, it was very strange.

Dexter did not say anything more, carried her into the car, and drove her home.

"Drop me off here. Someone will come out to pick me up. Thank you." Finnley stood at the door, leaned against it, and said to Dexter.

"OK, take care. I'll go back to see how the birthday party goes." Dexter didn't insist. He knew Finnley was an independent girl.

"Say sorry to Amy and Richard for me. I didn't help much and even got myself hurt." Finnley looked at Dexter. This man was really handsome. It was a pity that he already had a girlfriend. But no one would like a girl like her.

Since meeting Dexter, Finnley, who had been apathetic, slowly become emotional.

"Well, goodbye." Dexter turned around and got into his car, waved his hand to Finnley, and drove off.

Finnley watched until Dexter's car disappeared from view. Then, she rang the doorbell and was about to go in.

"Miss, welcome home. What is wrong with your leg?" the servant opened the door and found Finnley's leg wrapped in thick gauze.

"Nothing. Just a small injury. Help me in." Finnley had been considerate since she was a child. No matter how badly she was hurt, she would not tell anyone.

The servant called for another person and they helped Finnley in together. Although Finnley was tall, she was thin and light. So, the two could help her in.

"Miss, madam is here." On the way, the servant told Finnley.

"I see." Finnley said and then kept silent. Her relationship with her mother had been tricky.

When she entered the living room, Finnley saw her mother, Faustina Chapman, who was wearing the latest Chanel clothes of the season. Her mother wore her black hair in a neat fashion and wore delicate makeup on her face.

This woman in her fifties looked like she was only thirty. In addition to spending money, Finnley felt that her mother had no any advantages.

"What happened? I just haven't seen you for only a few days. Then, you're hurt again?" Faustina was obviously caring about Finnley. But what she said completely changed her concern.

"Just a small injury. It won't kill me." Finnley said indifferently and sat down on the sofa with the help of the servant.

"Go get a pair of scissors." Faustina asked the servant to go get her a pair of scissors.

The servant quickly brought the scissors. Faustina was about to cut Finnley's pants.

"What are you doing?" Finnley pushed Faustina. She did not like other people's touch.

"I am cutting your pants. Look at yourself. You have to cut your pants and wear a skirt. As a girl, it is okay if you don't like to wear skirts. How can you wear these androgynous clothes? What a waste of the pretty face I gave you!" Faustina hated those clothes her daughter liked very much.

"Mom, leave me alone, okay? Do you have to stop everything I like?" Finnley was speechless to her mother. They seemed to be enemies.000☐☐☐☐