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?”

motion, Bernice slapped Finnegan’s hand away. “You scoundrel,” she chided.

I’ll do the

scion who bullied men and dominated women. Regardless

Bernice’s resistance was merely symbolic.

a situation of half reluctance, half

the two of them collapsed together into a bathtub filled with water. Bernice’s voice had become very soft as if she was humming from

worry, I’ll definitely do more for you than

provoked Bernice to

the laughter and frolicking, Finnegan finally carried Bernice

hooked around Finnegan’s neck and blushing, asked,

lowered his head and whispered a

dared not even look into Finnegan’s eyes. “You spoke well, but you’re

I’ll take direct action from now on.” Finnegan chuckled,

his blanket, and sat up, looking at his own hand.

red was clearly visible. “Good

away. “Don’t blame me for this. It’s the heavens that deemed tonight ina Quickly move aside and

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

in the bathroom, couldn’t help but burst into

her pajamas, she returned to the bedroom, only to find Finnegan wearing a face

slightly flushed, she asked, “Can’t you calm down?”

said with a sense of

she had read. If a man didn’t go with the flow at certain times, he could fall ill. “Is there any

that, Finnegan quickly pulled Bernice closer,

with a

there’s a way, will you do it?”

Finnegan became excited, pulling Bernice into his arms and whispering a plan into

“Meanie! Confess honestly. Have you been with other women before?

corners of Finnegan’s mouth twitched as the image of

told Bernice, he had let

it were just to teach Queenie a lesson at the time. “I’ve never done it, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t heard it before. After all, our

Bernice from asking further, Finnegan shrugged. “If it’s too difficult for you, let’s forget about it for

lip as if

uttered, “Turn off the