Chapter 792
Finley was fuming, his pride bruised, and he lashed out in retaliation. The clash
between them was intense, neither willing to back down. Before long, Luke's lip was split, and Finley's face was swollen, neither gaining the upper hand.
"Finley, stay away from Livia, or I swear, I'll take you down every time I see you!" Luke warned.
Finley shot back, "You got a thing for Livia?"
"Yeah, I like her," Luke admitted without hesitation.
Finley paused, taken aback by the possibility. "Livia's not into you," Finley blurted out, unsure why he felt compelled to say it, a tightness settling in his chest.
"What's it to you if she likes me or not? She isn't exactly fond of you either, is she? Just because Livia doesn't like me now doesn't mean she'll never change her mind. But you? Livia will never like you in a million years."
A tremor ran through Finley's heart, and he launched at Luke again, trying to release the pent-up frustration he felt. In the end, both were left battered and bruised.
Later, Shay called Finley, eager to know how his meeting with Livia went. Finley's voice was heavy, "Livia denied Josefina hurt you, Shea. Are you sure it was Josefina?"
Shay was taken aback, not expecting Finley to question her story. "Finley, why would I lie to you? Josefina hurt me, left me dangling out a hospital window. I nearly fell because of her. How could I forget that?"
"Shea, it's not that I don't believe you, but Livia sounded so sure it wasn't Josefina."
"Finley, I know you and Livia are close, but I'm not lying."
Hearing about his "close
relationship" with Livia made Finley uneasy "Shea, I'll figure something out. I'll find the best doctors for you, get you the treatment you need Don't worry, your leg will be fine."
Shay couldn't help but doubt Finley's assurance. Was Finley naive? How could he take Livia's word over the truth? Shay choked up Finley Finley Why don't you believe me I saw Josefina with my own eyes. How could I be wrong?"
"Shea, I do believe you."
won
"If you did, you wouldn't question my honesty. Finley, you've changed. I get that you and Livia had something, and you trust her, but I'm not lying to you."
Listening to Shay's pitiful voice, Finley grew anxious, "Shea, I've never had feelings for Livia, believe me."
Shay managed a weak smile, her voice still laced with sorrow, "I know, Finley. I understand."
"Tomorrow, I'll talk to Josefina and then to Oliver. Maybe Oliver can persuade her."
"Thank you, Finley."
"No problem, Shea. Try to get some rest."
"Okay, Finley. Goodnight."
After hanging up, Finley felt a sharp pain in his jaw from talking so much. the couch, his chest
Leaning againsthed Suspecting
ached and he
he might be bleeding internally. He picked up his phone and dialed Oliver on a video call. Soon, Oliver picked up.
"Oliver, can you talk to Josefina? See if she can help fix Shea's leg, please?"