A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 23 He Is My Boyfriend

“You only asked me out for lunch, Ms. Zimmerman?”

At noon, Bernice phoned Finnegan and invited him to a mid-scale restaurant.

“Are you saying that I can’t ask you out if there’s nothing important?” Bernice countered.

Her voice carried a trace of pique and mild resentment.

If an ordinary woman were to act so coquettishly, Finnegan would have remained unmoved. But considering the fact that she was a devastating beauty, he found it difficult to resist her allure. “That’s not what I meant. It’s just that today is Monday, and I think you’re likely swamped with work. You shouldn’t waste time treating me to a meal.”

Smiling, Bernice assured, “If it’s you, I don’t find it a waste of time no matter what we do.”

At that, Finnegan fell silent.

The corners of his lips twitched, and he subconsciously asked, “Are you flirting with me, Ms. Zimmerman?”

No sooner had that question escaped his lips that he regretted it.

However, Bernice had already heard it. Flushing bright red, she lowered her head and muttered, “Let’s eat first. Later, I’ll bring you to a place.”

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Despite sharing the same table, they did not interact as they ate.

“What a coincidence, Bernie!”

Just when the meal was on the verge of ending in silence, a man who practically had branded items covered all over him appeared beside them. He was dressed in an Armani suit with at gold Rolex watch on his wrist. “I was just planning to visit you in a few days after hearing that you’ve regained consciousness.”

Whipping out ten bills in the denomination of a hundred, he tossed them down before Finnegan. “Scram! How dare you share the same table with my Bernie when you’re a nobody!”

Finnegan eyed the bills in front of him before lifting his head to stare at the man.

“Well, if you want to humiliate me, you’ve got to offer more money!”

Bernice, who had gone into a bad mood at the sight of the man, was momentarily stunned.

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Pursing her lips, she stifled her smile. If it weren’t for her sterling manners, she would have probably laughed out loud at Finnegan’s antics.

Even Jaxon Miles was taken aback for a moment.

Subsequently, he whipped out a stack of bills in the denomination of a hundred that probably totaled up to four or five thousand with a sneer. “It seems that you’re rather tactful. Take them all!”

money-grubbing man, Finnegan gathered the money, then carefully placed it into his pocket. “It so happens that we’ve finished eating and are

“Let’s go, then.”

his meaning right away, Bernice

dawned upon him that he had been tricked.

two bodyguards in black immediately strode over.

Bernice’s gentle and demure self before Finnegan was all but gone. “What do you want,

at his collar like a ruffian. “You’re to stay and eat with me. Men, throw

Finnegan, upon which the diners at the adjacent table hastily sprang to their feet and backed away to avoid

Jaxon! Stop this!” Bernice

Huh?

entire restaurant promptly fell

strange looks in their eyes. What a lucky b*stard! He doesn’t look as though he’s rich. How did he get himself such a

Finnegan was stupefied. When did I become her boyfriend?

meaning of Bernice’s words, his expression darkened a shade. “He’s your

Finnegan, Bernice answered firmly.

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tell Mr. Miles if you dare lay a finger on him!”

that she only

and demanded, “Break up with Bernie right now and scram, kid! You’re unworthy of being with her.

hand and grabbed the man’s finger. “I positively loathe it when people point at

finger. At once, the latter let out an ear-piercing scream.

drastically, and

sending the two bodyguards flying. While rolling, they knocked into a few tables and

were more timid in nature

“Finnegan?”

to get physical without warning, Bernice was so anxious. that

died early, Gilbert took him in and treated him. even better

hurt Jaxon. Having no idea. that Finnegan had already cured Gilbert,

by bit. Jaxon wanted to hold out, but the excruciating pain rendered him

is the wealthiest man in the city, Gilbert Miles! I’ll

on me!”

“You’re threatening me?”

indifferently, Finnegan exerted even greater force on the man’s finger, bending it backward completely. Jaxon’s wail resonated in the

the same time, they all felt that Finnegan was doomed because he dared to make

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against Gilbert’s nephew.