The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine

Chapter 333: Willow Stone’s Here

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When the couple arrived at the Landon family’s residence, they realized that the lights were still on.

It was already close to midnight; something was amiss.

They rushed into the house, heading straight upstairs. As expected, they bumped into Clarine Landon’s parents—who were in a frenzy.

“Finn, Yvette, why are you here? It’s good that you’re here. Hurry up and take a look at Clarine. She suddenly fainted.” The couple’s hearts thumped.

Finn Taylor had already informed his wife that those two men earlier were the ones who had kidnapped her best friend.

“Let me take a look.” Finn Taylor took Clarine Landon’s pulse and shut his eyes.

Yvette Larson stood by his side, not daring to say anything because she feared that she would disturb him.

Five minutes later, Finn Taylor finally opened his eyes and shook his head. “She’s fine and not in critical condition. You don’t have to send her to the hospital. Let me get something from the car.”

He then rushed downstairs.

Yvette Larson had been in a daze through it all. She didn’t know what her spouse had discovered, but the latter returned very quickly with a box.

Yvette Larson had never even seen that box in the car before and had no idea that it even existed. “What’s that?”

“Acupuncture needles.”

‘We had that in the car?’

“Remove her shoes.”

Following her husband’s instructions, she quickly removed both of her best friend’s shoes.

“And her socks.”

Yvette Larson then removed her best friend’s socks as well.

“Uncle, Auntie, could you please go out for a while?”

Of course, Clarine Landon’s parents refused. “No, we must be here. We have to remain by our daughter’s side.”

Finn Taylor was helpless. ‘I didn’t want them to see such a gruesome scene, but I can’t do anything since they insist.’

He picked up a needle and disinfected it before stabbing it into Clarine Landon’s left big toe.

All three onlookers felt their hearts drop at that sight, yet that was only the beginning.

He inserted a second, a third, and then a fourth needle.

Clarine Landon’s mother could no longer watch. She turned away as her husband covered her eyes.

However, Kenneth Landon’s eyes remained fixed on his daughter even though he was terrified too.

“Yvette, get a basin over.”

‘Basin?’

Clarine Landon’s mother rushed out. “I’ll get it.”

Cassandra Campbell couldn’t bear to watch, but she wanted to do something for her daughter. She returned with the basin, handing it over to her daughter’s friend without turning around.

She couldn’t bear to see her daughter getting stabbed by needles.

“Hold it.” As he said so, he removed all ten needles at once.

‘Psst!’

Blood flowed out of the young lady’s feet and into the basin. The blood was a deep red; she had very obviously been poisoned.

All of a sudden, Clarine Landon coughed—she was awake.

“Don’t move.”

Hearing sounds from Clarine Landon, her mother walked over, wanting to support her to sit up.

However, Finn Taylor stopped them. He picked up a pill from the box, breaking it open and applying the powder on Clarine Landon’s feet.

“Help her up onto the bed in ten minutes’ time.” Finn Taylor then packed his needles back into his box before leaving the room.

Clarine Landon’s father followed him out. “Finn, how’s Clarine?”

“She’s fine. She just needs a few days’ rest.”

Clarine Landon’s father didn’t know what to do, and he lowered his head. “Finn, please forgive us for how we treated you before. Please save Clarine if anything happens to her. She’s my only daughter.”

Finn Taylor knew exactly what the other was apologizing for—the latter had said that he was nothing but a useless matrilocal son-in-law when talking about the Sanders family the previous time.

How was he to know that this useless matrilocal son-in-law would save the Landon family again and again?

“Let’s go, Yvette.”

Yvette Larson walked out of the room and looked at her spouse. “I want to stay here. I’m worried about her.”

Clarine Landon’s mother tried to convince him too. “Don’t leave, Finn. Why don’t you stay here for the night? I’ll tidy a room for you guys.”

Even Kenneth Landon acted like a clingy woman. “That’s right, Finn. It’s so dark outside; it’s too dangerous to head home now. Why don’t you stay?”

Finn Taylor wasn’t unfriendly and nodded in agreement. “I’ll take another look at her.”

He then walked into the young lady’s room, but his eyes weren’t on her. Instead, he was observing the layout of the room.

He looked at the ceiling, the floor, and then the wallpaper. Eventually, his eyes landed on a plant.

“Where did you get this plant?”

“We picked it up.”

“Picked it up?”

Finn Taylor was stunned. ‘What kind of answer is this? Picked it up?’

“We came home one day to many pots of plants outside our house, so we moved them in.”

Finn Taylor frowned. ‘Why would you bring these things into your house when you don’t even know where they’re from?’

“How many do you have in the house?”

“About five.”

Finn Taylor turned to Clarine Landon’s father. “Burn them all—now.”

Although Kenneth Landon didn’t understand why the other was asking him to do so, he followed the instructions.

“Is there something wrong with the plants?” Clarine Landon turned to him, curious. To be honest, she was more curious as to why she had suddenly fainted.

Yvette Larson said that she had been poisoned.

‘However, I ate with my parents. Why am I the only one who was poisoned? That doesn’t make sense.’

“Alright. It’s fine now.” Finn Taylor didn’t tell Clarine Landon the truth. Since he had already resolved the matter, there was no need to worry her.

But now, Finn Taylor was furious toward the Taylor siblings. ‘It’s fine if you come at me, but why do you have to touch those around me? What are you two really after?’

…

The night passed uneventfully.

The next day.

Finn Taylor took Clarine Landon’s pulse once again to see how she had recovered over the night.

The results pleased him—Clarine Landon was doing just fine.

“You’re alright now. Don’t worry.”

“I feel much better today too. Oh, right! Finn, can you tell me who kidnapped me? Was it really Willow? You don’t have to speak up for her.”

Although Finn Taylor had already said that it wasn’t her best friend, Clarine Landon still felt a little worried that her best friend’s husband was just being considerate of their feelings and had lied to them.

Just then, Cassandra Campbell yelled out, “Clarine, Willow is here!”