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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they hastily stepped aside, breaking out in

even dare to utter another word.

Desmond and Quiana nor Raymond

Finnegan’s heels, feeling a little sympathetic toward

Finnegan’s departure, Raymond and the others finally

What are you going to do now? Also, you better return us our money. Otherwise, we won’t consider you relatives

Finnegan had left, Melinda chimed in, “That’s right. You two gave us your word that Finnegan would step up, but you failed to realize your promise. You need to

and Melinda’s aggressiveness, they

they could only repeatedly apologize as if they were

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

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

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

didn’t finish his sentence, trusting

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

as saintlike as reciprocating enmity with

himself back from retaliating against Raymond and the others was already a

latter despised

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hospital, Finnegan wandered the

he

arrived at Lindsey’s

several minutes before Lindsey finally answered the

said, “Ms.

she was so slow to open the door when he suddenly noticed

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

couldn’t help but blush as she noticed the look on Finnegan’s face. She feigned nonchalance and said, “Weren’t you

to relieve the dryness in his throat. “I finished

came over.”

Come in, then.”

attire, Lindsey turned around and

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

hastily recited a mantra inwardly to divert his attention.

“Where’s Rhia?”

had been staying there for the past few days, but at that moment, she was

to be seen.

replied, “She received a call from Ms. Haimowitz after contacting you in the morning. After that, she went with Ms. Haimowitz to meet a client. Anyway, it’s better that she’s not here since

intimate interaction involved during the