She wished she could suck his blood dry for laughing at her.
Finn, however, did not even push Monica away. After all, he could not feel any pain, but he felt an instinctive reaction in his body. Hence, he hugged Monica with both hands and lifted her up forcefully.
Startled, Monica quickly let go of Finn's neck and hugged him tightly.
"Finn, what are you doing?" Monica shouted.
Finn placed her on a glass cabinet in the closet where he kept his ties, her jewelry, and other accessories. Then, he pressed her against the glass cabinet. The two of them were very close to each other, and they could feel each other's breaths.
'F*ck!' Monica cursed to herself in anger. She could not believe Finn was still in the mood to think about such things.
"Don't come near me. I'm leaving soon. I have to go pick up Shelly."
"Didn't you say just now that the chauffeur would pick her up?"
"I told the driver to pick me up and then pick her up."
