A Healer’s Journey

After enjoying a candlelit dinner and watching a movie. Finnegan and Bernice returned to Dragon Bay No. 1 Villa near midnight.

Initially wearing a relaxed smile, Bernice, who had been enjoying a lovely date that evening, became somewhat uneasy upon entering the room. A hint of blush also appeared on her cheeks.

“I’ll go take a bath first.”

Turning around, she walked into the closet, grabbed a bathrobe, and then entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Yet, she didn’t immediately take a bath. Instead, she stood in front of the mirror, looking at her reflection. Her cheeks were even redder than before. What should do tonight?

When Bernice decided to move in, she was already prepared to become even closer to Finnegan.

When Finnegan moved her luggage directly into his room, Bernice became even more certain that she probably couldn’t avoid him.

However, at that moment, Bernice became nervous again.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to give it to Finnegan.

Instead, there was some resistance and worry in her mind.

She resisted because she believed that the wedding night should be perfect.

Her worry was that the few instances of simple intimacy had made her acutely aware of Finnegan’s extraordinary talent, and she feared she might not be able to withstand it.

After particularly reviewing some related materials, she felt her worry only intensified.

She feared that if she and Finnegan took things further their relationship might not last beyond one night.

Just as she was caught in her hesitation, the unlocked bathroom door was pushed open, and Finnegan walked in with a cheerful smile. “Darling, I think we should do it together. This way, we can save half the time.”

Upon hearing the sound, Bernice abruptly turned around, only to see Finnegan walking in, clad only in his underwear.

Her cheeks suddenly flushed hot, and she hastily pushed Finnegan away. “Meanie! Who let you in? Get out now!”

How could Finnegan, who had truly grasped the essence of having a thick skin and enjoying the fruits of it, simply leave like that?

Grasping Bernice’s hand, he swiftly turned her around to embrace her tightly from behind. “Today, I’ve rightfully taken you, my little lamb, from your parents care. Do you think I would leave?”

“You scoundrel,” she chided. “Speak if you must, but

then I’ll do the talking!”

to act like a tyrannical scion who bullied men and dominated women. Regardless

could also say that Bernice’s resistance was merely

like a situation of half reluctance, half

bathtub filled with water. Bernice’s voice had become very soft as if she was humming from her throat. “Meanie. Now scrub

more for you than just scrubbing your back.”

Bernice to

laughter and frolicking, Finnegan finally carried Bernice back to their room.

arm hooked around Finnegan’s neck and blushing, asked, “What are you planning to do, Meanie?”

lowered his head and whispered a

dared not even look into Finnegan’s eyes. “You spoke well, but you’re not allowed to say it again in

Finnegan chuckled, pulling the blanket over the two of them.

his blanket, and sat up, looking at

of red was clearly visible. “Good heavens!”

shy, but upon seeing that, she couldn’t help but burst and push Finnegan away. “Don’t blame me for this. It’s the heavens that deemed tonight

a grimace etched on his face as he cursed. “I don’t want to be a boy Why are they

cleaning in the bathroom, couldn’t help but burst

her pajamas, she returned to the bedroom, only to find Finnegan

his state, her cheeks slightly flushed, she asked, “Can’t you calm

said with a sense of injustice, “What do you think?”

she had read. If a man didn’t go with the flow at certain

hearing that, Finnegan quickly

Bernice with a tiny

will you do it?”

arms and whispering a plan into her ear.

that, Bernice covered her mouth, blushing profusely. “Meanie! Confess honestly. Have you been with other women before? Otherwise,

as the image of Queenie surfaced in his

let Queenie try it

lesson at the time. “I’ve never done it, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t heard it before. After

you,

softened her expression, biting her lip as

almost inaudibly, she uttered, “Turn off the lights!”