A Healer’s Journey

After having lunch at Mandy’s, Finnegan leisurely strolled back to Dragon Bay No. 1 Villa. I wonder how my wife is feeling.
Upon learning from the housekeeper that Bernice was at the beach, he went straight to the beach. There, he saw Bernice
lounging on a beach chair with sunglasses on, enjoying the sea breeze.
Bernice took off her sunglasses and stretched out her hands.
“You seem so peaceful and relaxed. A good sleep really did wonders for you.” Finnegan walked over and laid down next to her,
unabashedly wrapping, his arms around her.
Bernice rolled her eyes. “Trying to take advantage again?”
Chuckling, Finnegan said. “You’re my fiancée. This can only be considered an intimate act to strengthen our bond as a couple,
not taking advantage.”
“You’re such a smooth talker.” Bernice hummed but honestly rested her head on Finnegan’s shoulder. “But what do you think
about me moving in with you? I called my mom this morning and told her I’ve been staying at your place these past few days.
She even said it’s okay if I don’t go back.”
She paused for a moment, her hand pinching Finnegan’s waist. “She even said it would be best if we had a child together. So,
have you been talking behind my back with my mom?”
Finnegan winced in pain. “Are you trying to murder your own husband?”
“Screw you. What are you talking about?” Bernice quickly glanced around, and seeing no one, her cheeks flushed red as she
pinched Finnegan once again.
With a grin, Finnegan knew that Bernice’s mood had improved.
He then held her a little tighter and said, “I didn’t actually say anything to your mom. She must be longing to hold her grandchild.
So, you should move in with us. We can’t let our parents down!”
Bernice huffed. “Dream on! Don’t even think about it before we’re married.”
“Darling, but that’s not what you said at the beginning.”
“What did I say then?”

With a feigned pitiful expression, Finnegan said, “You initially mentioned that we should at least get engaged, didn’t you? Now
that we are engaged, why has it suddenly turned into marriage?”
Bernice indeed remembered saying those words herself.
But the girl’s modesty made her play dumb directly. “When did I ever say that? You better not try to fool me. I’m quite smart and
have an especially good memory?”
Finnegan grimaced. “Just as I thought!”
“What do you mean?”
With a long sigh, Finnegan said, “My mom always told me not to trust beautiful women, and it seems she’s right!”
Blinking her eyes, Bernice playfully slapped Finnegan and laughed. “That isn’t something your mom said. That’s made up.
But do you really want me to move in?
Bringing up that matter that day was not Bernice’s idea,
It was what Jennifer told her over the phone.
Jennifer said Finnegan’s family had the power to change Bruce’s attitude. Soon, Finnegan would officially take over the
Zimmerman family and Firebird Group. All of that was due to the presence of Finnegan.
And by Finnegan’s side, there were women from various families, such as Alisha and Mandy.
So, during the phone call, Jennifer reminded Bernice to pay close attention to the women around Finnegan to prevent him from
being snatched away. She even suggested that Bernice should move to Dragon Bay No. 1 Villa to put an end to some people’s
thoughts.
At first, Bernice was resistant, feeling that moving into a man’s house before marriage was somewhat undignified.
After pondering all morning, coupled with the actions of Millicent and her group the night before, Bernice realized that if she
wasn’t careful, Finnegan could really be taken away from her.
It was not that she lacked confidence in herself, nor did she doubt Finnegan. It was just that she found it impossible to guard
against the relentless tactics of those people.

She was worried that the worst could happen.
Finnegan asked, “Darling, of course, I want you to move in. What’s wrong?”
Bernice traced circles on his chest with one hand. “My mom says you’re too outstanding now, and an outstanding man will never
lack women who are drawn to him like moths to a flame. She hopes I can keep you, preferably by having a child with you!”
When Bernice got to this point, her voice became somewhat shy. “And then to think that Grandma and the others actually let
Queenie sleep with you, I suddenly feel that my mom was right. I should be a bit more alert!”
After hearing this, Finnegan laughed and said, “Darling, you are one of the Four Beauties of Jadeborough. When did you
become so lacking in confidence?”
“Cut the chatter. Just tell me if you want me to move in or not.” She was both embarrassed and angry at herself for suggesting to
move in, all because she was afraid that Finnegan would be taken away from her. Bernice pinched his waist in frustration.
Finnegan pinched her cheek. “Let’s go!”
Bernice asked in surprise, “Go where?”
Finnegan stood up and swept her into his arms. “I’ll accompany you home to pack your things. I’m afraid you might change your
mind later, and then I’ll have to spend my nights alone again.”
A smile spread across Bernice’s face when she heard that. Finnegan’s actions reassured her more effectively than a thousand
words ever could.
But thinking about moving in with Finnegan, Bernice still felt a bit nervous. “But remember, you can only hug me. Don’t even
think about having sex with me.”
After she finished speaking, Bernice buried her entire face in Finnegan’s chest, her heartbeat rapidly accelerating.
Finnegan snapped back to reality and exclaimed, “Darling, when did you learn to talk with lewd words?”
“Meanie, stop talking. It’s all your bad influence on me.”
“Haha! Then I’ll strive to lead you further astray in the future, unlocking more positions for our future.”
“Get lost!”

An hour later, Finnegan followed Bernice to the Zimmerman residence in Xendale.
Patrick and Jennifer were enjoying afternoon tea in the garden.
Seeing them return together, with Bernice’s cheeks still flushed, Jennifer stood up with a smile. “Back to get your luggage? I’ve
packed everything for you. Bernie, why don’t you check if anything’s missing?”
Huh? Bernice widened her eyes. Did Mom pack my luggage for me? How eager are they to get rid of me? Is she still my
biological mother?
Before Bernice could react, Jennifer urged her, “Go check it out quickly. Have the housekeepers load it into the car for you.
Finnegan, come over here and chat with me and Patrick for a bit.”
“Mom, what are you doing?”
In the end, Jennifer pulled Finnegan over to sit down, not even looking back as she said, “Hurry up and get to work. Don’t keep
Finnegan waiting too long.”
This situation made Bernice’s face turn red. She bit her lip and glared at Finnegan, who was holding back his laughter, before
walking away.
Seeing her go in, Finnegan gave a bitter smile. “Mr. Patrick, Ms. Jennifer, aren’t you afraid this will upset Bernie?”
Patrick replied with a serious expression, “She’s a grown woman!”
“Finnegan.” Jennifer held Finnegan’s hand, earnestly advising, “As your future in-laws, we can only help you up to this point. We
hope you won’t let us down. Strive to give us a grandchild by next year. Understand?”
Patrick reminded, “Especially, be good to Bernie. She’s my only daughter, the apple of my eye.”
Patrick’s voice choked a bit as he spoke.
Clearly, he was somewhat reluctant to hand his daughter to Finnegan.
Finnegan put away his smile and responded seriously, Mr. Patrick, Ms. Jennifer, don’t worry. I will definitely treat Bernie well!”
Jennifer nodded. “I trust you, so I’ll go check on Bernie first. You chat with Patrick.”

Once Jennifer had left, Patrick asked, “Finnegan, what exactly happened when you guys went to the Zimmerman residence for
dinner last night? How did my dad suddenly change his attitude and ask me to prepare to take over his position?”