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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hastily stepped aside, breaking out in a cold sweat

to utter

past them. This time, neither Desmond and Quiana nor

sighed before treading on Finnegan’s heels, feeling a little sympathetic toward

Finnegan’s departure, Raymond and the others finally

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

word that Finnegan

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

repeatedly apologize as if they were

Larkin, are you all right?” Alexander escorted Finnegan to the entrance

stopped, Finnegan tossed the tissue into the trash can. “I’m fine. You can go on

the rift is between you and your relatives, but it seems to me your parents are very family-oriented. I

his sentence, trusting Finnegan would understand.

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

something as saintlike as reciprocating

himself back from retaliating against Raymond and the others was already a display of his utmost

fathomed the latter despised evil, even if

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the streets to

Desmond and Quiana back home, he planned to visit Lindsey and

by Rhiannon, he arrived

before

said, “Ms. Lindsey, what took you-”

was so slow to open the door

in professional attire, was now clad in a thin nightgown. Under the lights, her perfect figure was clearly visible

look on Finnegan’s face. She feigned nonchalance and said, “Weren’t you supposed to come in

his throat. “I finished my work early, so

came over.”

in, then.”

of her revealing attire, Lindsey turned around and invited Finnegan into

her alluring figure, he felt increasingly ill at ease. She knew I was

a mantra inwardly

“Where’s Rhia?”

past few days, but at that moment,

to be seen.

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

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