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

didn’t even dare to utter another

past them. This time, neither Desmond and Quiana nor Raymond

feeling a little sympathetic toward the latter.

and the

and the others today! What are you going to do now? Also,

right. You two gave us your word that Finnegan would step up, but you failed to realize your

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

as if they were indeed in the wrong.

Alexander escorted Finnegan to the entrance of

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

the rift is between you and your relatives, but

sentence, trusting Finnegan would understand.

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

do something as saintlike

retaliating against Raymond and the others was already a display

he fathomed the latter despised evil,

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hospital, Finnegan wandered the streets to clear his

need to drop Desmond and Quiana back home, he planned to

the address sent by Rhiannon, he arrived at

several minutes before Lindsey finally answered the door.

said, “Ms.

question why she was so slow to open the door when he suddenly noticed something unusual about

the lights, her perfect figure was clearly

Finnegan’s face. She feigned nonchalance and said,

gulped to relieve the dryness in his throat. “I finished my

came over.”

in,

revealing attire, Lindsey turned around and invited

her alluring figure, he felt increasingly ill at ease. She knew I was coming, yet she still dressed like this? Is

inwardly to

“Where’s Rhia?”

had been staying there for the past few days,

to be seen.

“She received a call from Ms. Haimowitz after contacting you in the morning. After that, she went with Ms. Haimowitz

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