A Healer’s Journey

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 a*sured, “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 l*ps twitched, and he subconsciously asked, “Are you flirting with me, Ms. Zimmerman?”

No sooner had that question escaped his l*ps 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 nob*dy!”

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 l*ps, 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.

stack of bills in the denomination of a hundred that probably totaled up to four or

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

“Let’s go, then.”

right away,

that he had been

roar, two b*dyguards in black immediately strode over.

self before Finnegan was all but gone. “What do you

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

the adjacent table hastily sprang to their feet and backed

Jaxon! Stop

Huh?

promptly

lucky

stupefied. When did I become her

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

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

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I’ll tell Mr. Miles if you dare lay a finger

day that she only

He pointed a finger at Finnegan’s face and demanded, “Break up with Bernie right now and

grabbed the man’s finger. “I

finger. At once, the

two b*dyguards’ expressions changed drastically, and they instinctively charged at

in an arc, sending the two

who were more timid in nature even

“Finnegan?”

warning, Bernice was

him in and treated him. even better than his own

Sasha not long ago, and he had then hurt Jaxon. Having no idea. that Finnegan had already

grip on Jaxon’s finger, Finnegan forced the man to his knees bit by bit. Jaxon wanted to hold out, but the excruciating pain rendered him unstable on his feet,

and infuriated. “My uncle is the wealthiest man in the city, Gilbert Miles! I’ll kill your whole family if you dare lay a finger

on me!”

“You’re threatening me?”

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

they all felt that Finnegan was doomed because he dared to make a

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