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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stiffened, and they hastily stepped aside, breaking out in a

didn’t even dare to utter another

Finnegan strode past them. This time, neither Desmond and Quiana nor Raymond and the others tried to

Finnegan’s heels, feeling a little sympathetic

departure, Raymond and the others

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?

Finnegan would step up, but you failed to realize your promise. You need to take

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

they could only repeatedly apologize as

you all right?” Alexander escorted Finnegan to the entrance of

tissue into the trash can. “I’m fine. You can go on with

and your relatives, but it seems to me your parents are

his sentence, trusting Finnegan would

thoughts, but I won’t always heed

as saintlike

against Raymond and the others was already

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the hospital, Finnegan wandered the

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

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

minutes before Lindsey finally answered the door.

“Ms.

so slow to open

in a thin nightgown. Under the lights, her perfect figure was clearly visible to Finnegan. What’s going on? Why is she wearing just a nightgown? Isn’t she afraid of a

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

dryness in his throat. “I finished my work early,

came over.”

Come in,

her revealing attire, Lindsey turned around and invited

watched her alluring figure, he felt increasingly ill at ease. She knew I was coming, yet she

mantra inwardly to divert

“Where’s Rhia?”

there for the past few days, but at

to be seen.

she went with Ms. Haimowitz to meet a client. Anyway,

the intimate interaction involved during the treatment session, Lindsey’s face reddened