A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 52 Safety

“If you’re anxious, sit closer to me, Darling. I don’t mind,” Finnegan offered.

After the couple entered the bar, they picked the most secluded table in the venue. It was clearly Bernice’s first

time in a bar because she was sitting stiffly, looking as though she didn’t fit in with the surrounding.

“I mind because I’m worried you’ll take advantage of me.” Despite her words, she still inched closer to Finnegan.

However, he didn’t tease her about it. Instead, he wrapped one arm around her waist while. using the other to pour

her a glass of wine. “Come, let’s toast.”

Bernice lifted the glass with a grin. “Be honest, Meanie. Are you trying to make me drunk?”

As the saying goes, one must be bold and meticulous when chasing after a woman! While I’ve never fallen in love

before, I understand what that sentence means. In response, he nodded honestly. “I was thinking about that. Once

you’re drunk, I’ll carry you to a hotel and make you a mother in ten months.”

She thought Finnegan would pretend to be at least a little gentlemanly.

To her surprise, he replied honestly, which amused her as she snickered.

It was evident Bernice wasn’t upset by Finnegan’s statement or thought he had a bad character.

Blushing, she toasted with him and spoke in a tiny voice. “While I won’t say no to intimate acts, I won’t give you

what you want until that night, Meanie. This is my bottom line, so don’t try to force it to happen!”

She sounded as though she had spent all her courage near the end of her sentence before. emptying her glass in

one go.

Finnegan smiled. “So, you’re saying I can do anything with you except for that one thing?”

“I didn’t say that. Just drink your wine.”.

After laughing, he emptied his glass, too.

The two were amid an emotional upswing, thanks to the atmosphere and the stimulation from the alcohol.

Finnegan hugged Bernice tightly and whispered next to her ear, “Don’t you think our first kiss on the street isn’t

memorable enough, Darling?”

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Thanks to her wits, she immediately understood what he meant.

Flushing in embarrassment, she whispered, “What are you planning to do? There are many people here.”

“You, of course.” He then planted a kiss on her head.

Because they were in a dark corner and they already had a few glasses of wine, she didn’t. push him away. Instead,

she embraced him tightly and reciprocated his intimacy shyly.

The kiss lasted until the music on the dance floor stopped.

Bernice lowered her red countenance and muttered, “Are you trying to groom me into a licentious woman,

Meanie?”

“If you’re only licentious toward me, then yes.”

“Meanie! I don’t want to talk to you anymore!” Still influenced by the kiss from earlier, she grabbed a glass of wine

and took a big swig.

It was then her phone on the table rang with the word “Mom” on the screen.

As the bar wasn’t playing any music at that moment, Bernice swiftly picked up the phone. “What’s the matter,

Mom? I’m having a meal with a friend outside right now. I drank a little, but not much. Huh? Yes, it’s him.”

Then she hastily covered the phone and spoke to Finnegan. “My mom correctly guessed I’m currently with you and

wants to talk to you. Don’t tell her we’re at a bar right now. Otherwise, my mom will think you’re a bad influence.”

She looks like a teenager who just realized her parents found out she has a boyfriend. How adorable. Finnegan

couldn’t help but pinch her cheek. “Don’t worry.”

Upon grabbing the phone, he greeted politely, “Ms. Jennifer.”

Jennifer spoke. “You’re having a meal with Bernie, are you, Finnegan?”

“Yes, Ms. Jennifer.”

“I see.” In a flash, she lowered her voice before continuing, “While both of you are adults, and my husband and I

are open-minded, I still want to remind you to take precautions if you’re going to do ‘that’ because you two are still

young. Anyway, have fun! I won’t hold you both any longer.”

Finnegan was dumbfounded for three seconds after she hung up before he realized what she meant. Then, a bitter

smile formed on his face.

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Anxiously, Bernice asked, “What’s the matter?”

Grinning, he replied, “I think it’s better if you don’t know.”

“Come on. tell me!”

Seeing how intrigued she was, he whispered what her mother had said to her.

Immediately. Bernice felt nonplussed. “Is she still my mother? She should’ve warned you not to do anything crazy

instead of encouraging you!”

Finnegan coughed and spoke carnestly. “This means your parents have already treated me as their son-in-law,

considering they’re allowing me to be extra intimate with you. How about tonight, we-

“Shut up. Keep dreaming.”

I was just joking. Oh, man, she’s just so cute! I can’t resist… Unable to stifle his urge, he pinched her check again.

“Silly girl.”

“I’m two years older than you. Don’t keep calling me silly girl, you dork.”

As music was reintroduced into the establishment, the lights turned dark.

Young men and women who had taken a break earlier returned to the dance floor once again to show off their

moves while sweating.

To avoid being further teased by Finnegan, Bernice changed the topic. “Say, why do you think people like to spend

time at a place like this, Meanie? It’s so loud that it’s difficult to hold a conversation here. I think a pub’s better.”

He sipped his wine and remarked, “Nowadays, youngsters experience far greater pressure than their forebearers,

so they come to places like this bar to unwind. Of course, some may also be here purely for the excitement.”

Meanwhile, Bernice was paying attention to a pole dancer on the stage, whose countenance. was half obscured by

a mask. “Huh?”

The pole dancer swayed her body seductively with a skimpy outfit on her alluring body, which aroused the men

watching her.

Finnegan also stared at the dancer. “Does it make you feel uncomfortable?”

“Not really.” Knitting her eyebrows, Bernice gazed at the woman on stage. “I just think she seems familiar. It’s like

I’ve seen her before.”

Upon hearing that, he scrutinized the pole dancer and thought the same.

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It was Lien

she dancing in a bar?”

Indeed, the pole dancer was Casper’s older sister and Finnegan’s childhood friend, Josephine.

Frowning, Finnegan inquired. “I heard you recruited her into Firebird Group’s sales. department. Is she not being

treated well?”

She answered, “The earnings of employees in the sales department depend on their performance and commission.

However, Josephine is one of the group leaders. Therefore, even if she doesn’t do anything, her monthly earnings

will still easily surpass ten thousand after combining her basic salary with her group’s commission. Besides, her

family has just received a few million as compensation. There’s no need for her to dance here at all.”

“We’ll wait until she finishes dancing before asking her some questions,” he stated. Josephine and her brother have

taken good care of my family for the past few years. If she’s in trouble, I can’t just sit by and watch.

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