A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 121 Not Interested

“Stop right there, Finnegan!”

After leaving the courtyard. Finnegan was about to head home.

However, just as he reached the Wright residence’s entrance, Romona caught up to him.

Seeing that, Stephen tactfully said, “See you another time, Finnegan.”

“All right.”

Once Stephen was gone, Romona stormed over to Finnegan.

Staring at Romona, who was dressed in a T-shirt and a pair of tight jeans that made her look as pretty as always, Finnegan said, “Anything I can help you with?”

“What do you think?”

Romona was biting on her lower lip so hard she nearly broke through the skin.

She knew that she had lost, and she was ready to honor her promise.

It was then Finnegan realized what was going on. “You’re rather trustworthy, but-”

Before he could finish his sentence, his phone rang. It was a call from Bernice.

Finnegan quickly picked up the call and walked to the side. “Miss me, Darling?”

Romona gritted her teeth in resentment, thinking, How dare this jerk ignore me?

“No way! You never call me anyway,” Bernice commented with a huff, though there was no hint of anger in her voice.

Finnegan chuckled. “How can I possibly not miss you? If I’m missing you so much without calling you, then I’m scared that I’ll miss you even more if I hear your voice. Sleep will elude me, and food will taste like wax to me if I miss you so, so much.”

At the side, Romona scoffed and cursed under her breath, “What a douchebag. He only knows how to sweet talk others.”

“Why are you so charming to me every day?” Bernice whined. “Still, I believe you. Let’s have dinner together tonight. I’ve booked a table at Blue Sea Hymn.”

It had been days since he had last seen Bernice, and since he had nothing to do now, Finnegan agreed to it.

“Sure, see you later.”

After ending the call, Finnegan began to walk forward, about to hail a cab so that he did not need to summon Alisha over.

*Finnegan, are you ignoring me?” Romona yelled, realizing Finnegan was about to leave without even telling her anything.

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his head and said,

even more furious, and it took her everything to hold herself back from beating him

not willing to be a maid to

the proud woman could not bring herself to go back on her words,

probably blind me, too. Just remember not to

dismissive wave, Finnegan continued his

wanted to teach Romona a lesson; he did not actually

the Quickwoods. It would not be appropriate for her to be his maid or to dance for

Romona blinked.

she finally registered his words, instead of feeling relieved, she became even angrier. “You’re looking down on me, aren’t you, Finnegan?”

many people dreamed of having, and yet,

attack on Romona’s dignity, and she

he heard Romona’s cry of protest. He found himself unable to figure out what in

you think I’m

Finnegan said, “If that’s what you think, so be it. Anyway, I don’t need you to fulfill

the bet.”

to look down

Finnegan was already in a cab, and the

was stomp in her spot, screeching, “Jerk, you have no right to look down on me! Just you

Blue Sea Hymn, a restaurant with a three- hundred-and-sixty

“Over here, Finnegan!”

Bernice, who had arrived before him, spotted

only to frown.

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was alone, but as it turned out, Cindy

know that Cindy’s going to

inwardly grumbling about the situation, Finnegan walked over to them.

he took a seat beside Bernice. “Darling, it’s been a few days

you’ve

shoved Finnegan playfully. “What are

Cindy, who did not bother hiding the disdain

eyes.

you come along on

expression turned

the one who invited Cin.” Bernice quickly explained as she held Finnegan’s hand. “You’re my boyfriend, and she’s my best friend. I’m hoping that you won’t always be

words were meant for

shrugged. “I’m fine in the head and won’t be so petty toward a woman without good

I won’t be so petty toward a man who relies

turned

wry smile crept onto Bernice’s lips. “Can the two of you please stop

Finnegan isn’t the person you imagine him to be. He works hard and isn’t reliant on others for his lifestyle. I hope I can have your support for my