Chapter 129 The Revenge Of Solomon.
The early morning sunlight streamed in through the window and shone onto Finnegan’s closed eyelids.
He turned away in discomfort and opened his eyes to see a pair of clear, gentle eyes looking at
It had to be Bernice.
She nestled in his embrace like a kitten when she saw he had woken up. Wrapping her arms around him. she cooed, “I love you, Finnegan.”
She had been on the verge of giving in last night, but Finnegan had stopped right before breaking though her last line of defe
Bernice had comely fallen for him then.
If a man still managed to control himself despite having the woman he loved laid bare right in front of him, that could only mean that he truly loved her and not just her body.
Finnegan hesitated in confusion for a second before smiling. He caressed Bernice’s face early to be flirting, isn’t it? Are you ready to go all the way?”
htly. “It’s a bit
“Yeah. Are you up for it?” Bernice said half-jokingly. She already knew how Finnegan felt about her.
He kissed her gently. “Of course I am. However, I still respect your wish for it to be a proper event, so I’ll
wait.”
“Really? I was beginning to stop caring about that I was thinking that I could just give it up now.”
Finnegan’s eyes lit up. “Really?”
Bernice giggled as she pushed him away. She pulled the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around herself. “You already said no. I’m taking back my offer.”
She cheekily ran into the bathroom after that.
Finner finally sat up and smacked himself on the head a few times. “Who cares about chivalry at this point ow I lost my chance.”
The wo of them went to the hotel restaurant for breakfast after washing up.
Finnegan made Bernice sit down while he went to pick a healthy, filling breakfast for her.
“How work going, Darling?”
Bernice’s expression darkened when she heard that, but she soon put on a bright smile. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll make sure to keep my promise to Grandpa. I want him and everyone else in the Zimmerman family to really accept you.”
Finnegan had caught sight of the change of expression. He said. “This isn’t your burden to bear alone. If you need any help, just tell me. I’ll be sure to come up with something
Bernice reached up playfully pin hed his nose. “Hey, your darling isn’t as we you think she is,
okay? I’ll figure it out, but I’ll tell you if I really can’t think of anything
Bernice wanted to fight that battle on her own.
Finnegan sighed softly and stayed quiet.
Suddenly, he remembered what Bernice had said and smirked. “Did you just call yourself my darling? Does that make me your sweetheart?”
Bernice’s face quickly became bright red as she mumbled, “What? No, I didn’t say that. Hurry up and finish your breakfast. I need to go back to work.”
Finnegan knew she was just shy and chuckled. “Darling, I heard-
His phone sudder rang. It was a call from Jerome.
Finnegan could only pick it up.
“Mr. Magnussen.”
“Finnegan, did you do something to get on Solomon’s bad side? You know, Seth Zymon son?” Jerome sounded anxious and serious.
Finnegan’s gaze darkened. “We did get into a small scuffle yesterday. What happened?”
“A lot has happened,” Jerome said bitterly.
He had woken up early that morning and saw that the clinic’s signboard had been smashed. Red paint was splashed all over the door of the clinic and foul words were written all over.
The clinic was about to open the very next day, and Jerome had been so angry at something like that happening a day before the opening that he had been prepared to call the police.
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