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!”

then carefully placed it into his pocket. “It so happens that we’ve finished eating and are leaving. I didn’t

“Let’s go, then.”

his meaning right away,

dawned upon him that he had been tricked.

black immediately strode over. “Mr. Jaxon!”

Finnegan was all but gone. “What

and eat with me. Men, throw this kid out. If he dares to resist, pummel

table hastily sprang to their feet and backed

Stop this!” Bernice barked.

Huh?

entire restaurant promptly fell silent.

Finnegan with strange looks in their eyes. What a lucky b*stard! He

stupefied. When did I become her

words, his expression darkened

a shy look at Finnegan, Bernice answered firmly. “Yes, he’s

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you dare lay a finger on

as day that she only said

face and demanded, “Break up with Bernie right now and scram, kid!

the man’s finger. “I positively loathe

snap, he broke Jaxon’s finger. At once, the latter

changed drastically, and they instinctively charged at

sending the two bodyguards flying. While rolling, they knocked into a few tables and overturned them. The entire restaurant plunged into chaos.

in nature even started shrieking

“Finnegan?”

to get physical without warning, Bernice was so

Gilbert’s nephew. As his parents died early, Gilbert took him in

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

bit by bit. Jaxon wanted to hold out, but the excruciating pain rendered him unstable on his feet, and he fell to his knees

utterly mortified and infuriated. “My uncle is the wealthiest man

on me!”

“You’re threatening me?”

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

they all felt that Finnegan was

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against Gilbert’s nephew.