A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 111 On Purpose

Under normal circumstances, Finnegan could’ve dodged that slap.

However, he never put his guard up against his family, resulting in Desmond’s slap hitting him squarely in the face.

A palm print soon appeared on his cheek, and blood spurted out his nostrils.

Desmond’s expression changed drastically.

He was mad at Finnegan for the latter’s ruthlessness but only intended to slap his son once. Unexpectedly, he exerted too much force.

All the colors drained from Quiana’s face. “Desmond? Why did you hit him so hard?”

She shared her husband’s anger, but at that moment, the sight of Finnegan suffering a nosebleed from getting slapped still caused her heart to ache.

Desmond gritted his teeth in silence. After striking his son, he felt too ashamed to speak what he initially had in mind.

“You did good! A b*stard like him should be taught a lesson in this manner!”

“He’s a wretch who wouldn’t even help his relatives. He deserves to be beaten to death! He’s just a waste of space staying alive anyway.”

“Desmond, carry on. Hit him until he’s willing to treat Xavier and the others!”

Adrian and his party cheered on.

At that instant, Desmond, overwhelmed by guilt, pretended not to listen. He didn’t even dare to meet Finnegan’s eyes, which were filled with agony and disappointment.

Alexander regained his senses and hurriedly handed Finnegan a tissue. “Mr. Larkin.”

Finnegan received the tissue and flashed a bleak smile. “Mom, Dad, you should go back on your own. I have some matters to attend to.”

Suppressing his discomfort, Finnegan wiped his nose clean and turned around indifferently.

Raymond immediately stood in his way. “Finnegan, today–”

Brimming with rage, Finnegan roared, “Get lost!”

His oppressive aura burst forth, overwhelming Raymond and his party,

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instantly stiffened, and they hastily stepped aside, breaking out in a cold sweat with chills running down their

dare to utter another

and Quiana nor

on Finnegan’s heels, feeling a little sympathetic toward the latter.

departure, Raymond and the

hand. “What did you promise us? You said you’d make Finnegan treat Xavier and the others today! What are you going to do now? Also, you better return us our money. Otherwise, we won’t consider you relatives anymore!”

right. You two gave us your word that Finnegan would step up, but you failed to realize your promise. You need to take full responsibility!”

relatively soft-hearted people. Faced with Qahira and Melinda’s aggressiveness, they were at a loss for

only repeatedly apologize as if they were indeed in

Alexander escorted

his nosebleed had stopped, Finnegan tossed the tissue into the trash can. “I’m fine.

“Mr. Larkin, I don’t know what the rift is between you and your relatives, but it seems to me your parents

didn’t finish his sentence, trusting Finnegan would understand.

thoughts, but I won’t always heed them either.

would never do something as saintlike as

retaliating against Raymond and the others was already

sighed. Being slightly familiar with Finnegan’s character, he fathomed the latter despised evil, even if those

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hospital, Finnegan wandered the

Quiana back home, he planned to visit Lindsey and

address sent by Rhiannon, he arrived at Lindsey’s house

for several minutes before Lindsey finally answered the

thin, Finnegan said, “Ms. Lindsey,

to open the door when

in a thin nightgown. Under the lights, her perfect figure was clearly visible to Finnegan. What’s going on? Why is

face. She feigned nonchalance and

discreetly gulped to relieve the dryness in his throat. “I finished my work early,

came over.”

in,

her revealing attire, Lindsey

She knew I was coming, yet she still dressed like

mantra inwardly to divert

“Where’s Rhia?”

few days, but at that moment,

to be seen.

call from Ms. Haimowitz after contacting you in the morning. After that, she went with Ms. Haimowitz to meet a client.

during