Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 1030

The bodyguard, all nerves, gently ushered Finley into the car, settling him in with care. Although he'd been dead drunk not too long ago, Finley’s eyes were now open, filled with a raw hurt.

The bodyguard let out a sigh of frustration. “Sir, this isn't going to work. You might want to rethink your strategy. Ms. Livia isn’t buying into any of your antics.”

“So what am I supposed to do? Livia's not swayed by anything. What are my options here?” Finley slouched back in the seat, the sting from his wound making him more alert rather than woozy.

“If I kicked the bucket, maybe Livia would finally come to see me, don’t you think?”

The bodyguard hit the brakes hard, causing Finley to almost take a nosedive onto the floor.

“Are you trying to kill me?” Finley grumbled, clutching his side and resettling himself.

“Sir, you can't think like that. If you die, Ms. Livia will just move on, marry someone else, have kids. Would you really be okay with that?”

Finley was at a loss for words. “Well, you've got quite a way with persuasion, don’t you?” he mumbled.

Lounging in the car, Finley dialed Oliver. “Hey Oliver, I got stabbed. Can you come over?”

Oliver replied, sounding doubtful, “You sure about that?”

“Seriously, do you want me to send a photo of the wound?”

“With the way you're talking, it's hard to believe you've been stabbed,” Oliver quipped and hung up.

Finley just stared at his phone, feeling utterly dismissed by everyone.

...

Back at home, Oliver put the phone down and cozied back up next to Josefina. She laughed, “What if he really did get stabbed? Shouldn't you go check?”

“No need,” Oliver said as his phone buzzed again. He looked at it and saw a photo from Finley.

Josefina peered over. “That bandage is definitely Livia’s handiwork,” she noted, recognizing the distinct style.

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