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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and they hastily stepped aside, breaking out in a cold sweat with chills running

dare to utter

time, neither Desmond and Quiana nor Raymond and the others tried to

feeling a little sympathetic toward

Finnegan’s departure, Raymond and the others finally felt

grasped Quiana’s 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?

word that Finnegan

and Melinda’s aggressiveness,

a result, they could only repeatedly apologize as if they were indeed in the wrong.

Alexander escorted Finnegan to

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

before uttering, “Mr. Larkin, I don’t know what the rift is between you and your relatives,

sentence, trusting Finnegan would understand.

I won’t always heed them

do something as saintlike as

himself back from retaliating against Raymond and the others was already

Finnegan’s character, he fathomed the latter despised evil, even if those people

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the hospital, Finnegan wandered the streets to

need to drop Desmond and Quiana back home, he planned to visit Lindsey and give treatment

he arrived at Lindsey’s house and rang the doorbell.

before

running thin, Finnegan said, “Ms. Lindsey, what took

to open the door when he suddenly noticed something unusual about her.

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

the look on Finnegan’s face. She feigned nonchalance and said, “Weren’t

in his throat. “I finished my work early,

came over.”

Come in, then.”

revealing attire, Lindsey turned around and invited Finnegan into her

ill at ease. She knew I was coming, yet she

mantra inwardly to divert

“Where’s Rhia?”

there for the past few

to be seen.

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

recalled the intimate interaction involved during