The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Novel - Chapter 130
Chapter 130: Full of Excuses
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
‘It was true that Finn hasn’t had an easy life in the past three years, but as his wife, I didn’t have an easy life either. Every time I headed out, I would always be picked on by others. Yet, I have never cheated on him or even mentioned a divorce. But now, Finn is having an affair! He went all the way to La Feria Club!’
…
Finn Taylor saved Zane Yeller and that boss from La Feria Club and settled them down.
“What’s going on? Was that person that strong?” Finn Taylor thought that it was strange. ‘Siberian Wolf isn’t that strong, so why had Zane Yeller fallen into his hands?’
“Underhanded methods. Before I could even react to it, I was drugged. By the time I woke up, I was already hanging from the ceiling.”
That boss spat out some foam and wiped the blood from his wounds. Then, he forced himself to say, “Thanks.”
Zane Yeller was annoyed. ‘I risked my life for you and almost died, but look at how reluctant you are! Can you speak nicely?’
Finn Taylor waved him off; he didn’t really care for such details. “I talked to you about following me the previous time. What, will you be willing to do so this time? If you’re unwilling, I won’t force you. You can continue working in your shack.”
The boss laughed in a self-deprecating manner. “It’d be shameless of me to refuse you even now. I’m Andre Cavill.”
‘Andre Cavill?’ Finn Taylor was stunned. “You’re Andre Cavill? Then, do you know Henry Klimpt?”
Andre Cavill was taken aback. “You know my master?”
Finn Taylor rolled his eyes. ‘Henry Klimpt was one of the three masters of Peregrine Hall and had been in charge of teaching Donovan Taylor since his childhood. Of course, that’s simply the job my parents had assigned to him. He’s a fair person and would teach me too. To be fair, Henry Klimpt can be considered as my mentor.’
“The one in front of you is Henry Klimpt’s best student.”
‘Best student?’ Andre Cavill was slightly shocked. “Are you a Taylor? No, I’ve heard them call you Master Peregrine. You must be Timothy Taylor!”
Finn Taylor waved him off. “Just call me Finn Taylor. Timothy Taylor is dead.”
Andre Cavill bowed down. When his wife had just passed away, he had been so dejected that he had nearly taken his own life.
It was his master—Henry Klimpt—that had sought him out. The former had told him that someone was waiting for him in San Francisco, and that person was none other than Timothy Taylor.
Andre Cavill had never expected that he had already met that person before. It was just that he had been utterly disrespected at their first meeting.
“Master Peregrine, I was a fool to have missed out on that. I…” Andre Cavill felt terribly embarrassed. ‘My master had told me to aid Finn Taylor well. The latter saved me in the end, yet I had been so ungrateful.’
“That’s fine. You can just call me Finn Taylor in the future. Also, don’t expose my identity. I’m just a matrilocal son-in-law in the Larson family now—an infamous piece of trash in San Francisco.”
When Andre Cavill heard that, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. ‘Who’s the one who spread the rumor that Finn Taylor is a useless matrilocal son-in-law? If he’s a piece of trash, then all men won’t even qualify to be trash!’
…
When Finn Taylor arrived home, he realized that all his belongings had been thrown downstairs.
“What’s the matter?” He glanced at Diane Taylor and asked in a small voice.
This had happened in the past, but it had always been the work of Linda James.
‘Since I’ve been staying under Linda James’s roof, there was nothing much I could do. However, I’m the one who paid for Number One Pacific Heights. Do I have to be bullied by Linda James in my own home as well?’
“Ms. Larson is angry.” Diane Taylor was terrified, and she revealed that to her employer in a whisper.
“Ms. Larson?” Finn Taylor was in a daze. ‘It wasn’t Linda James but Yvette who did this? But why? I didn’t even get into a fight with her? There’s no reason for her to be angry.’
“Oh, you know to come back.” Yvette Larson walked out of her room and glared at her husband while standing at the top of the staircase.
Finn Taylor had thought that Diane Taylor was just joking with him, but now, it looked like his wife was truly furious.
‘Is it because I stayed out?’ Finn Taylor put on a smile. “Haha, I’m back.”
“Why did you bother coming back? You might as well just die there!”
Finn Taylor was stunned. ‘She is truly infuriated.’
“Haha, this is my home. I naturally have to come home.” Finn Taylor knew that it was wrong for him to have stayed out overnight.
“Home? You know that this is your home? Tell me, where did you go last night?”
Finn Taylor could tell that his wife was fuming. “My friend ran into some trouble last night, and I went to save him.”
Clank!
The mug in Yvette Larson’s hand dropped on the ground and smashed into hundreds of pieces. “Finn Taylor, I even chose to believe you for the last time. I told myself to believe that you weren’t doing anything wrong if you told the truth, but I never thought that you’d still lie to me even now. Didn’t you go to La Feria Club last night? Why would you go to a place like that? If you’re really innocent, why did you lie to me?”
Yvette Larson’s string of questions threw Finn Taylor into what seemed like hell.
Earlier on, Linda James and her husband had walked out of their room as well, and they had heard their daughter screaming.
“Finn Taylor, oh Finn Taylor. How dare you go to a place like La Feria Club? You’re really disgusting, Finn Taylor. You’d better get out of my sight!” He could tell that Linda James was trying to use this to chase him out.
Of course, he wasn’t going to agree to it. “This is my house. Why should I leave?”
Tears fell from the corners of Yvette Larson’s eyes. “You’re right; you were the one who bought this house. It’s only right that you shouldn’t leave. We’re the ones who should leave; what right do we have to remain here?”
Finn Taylor’s heart broke as he saw his wife tearing up. “No, Yvette. It’s not like what you think. I did go to La Feria Club, but I didn’t go to…”
“Alright, don’t say anything else; I find it disgusting. You can sleep in the guest room downstairs. I’ll think about whether to continue with this marriage.” With that, Yvette Larson headed to the office.
Only Finn Taylor was left rooted to the ground, making tons of excuses for himself. ‘I really can’t tell them about what happened last night. I can’t possibly tell them about how I had killed Siberian Wolf, much less reveal Andre Cavill’s identity. If I do so, I would immediately be exposing my own identity as Master Peregrine.’
Finn Taylor was very distressed. He picked up his belongings and headed to the guest room.
