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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breaking out in a cold sweat with

even dare to

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

on Finnegan’s heels, feeling a little sympathetic toward

and the others

the others today! What are you going to do now? Also, you better return us our

that Finnegan would step up, but you

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

repeatedly apologize as if they were

right?” Alexander escorted Finnegan to the entrance of the

nosebleed had stopped, Finnegan tossed the tissue into the trash can. “I’m fine. You can go on with your work, Dr. Cooper.”

“Mr. Larkin, I don’t know what the rift is between you and your relatives, but it seems to me your parents are very family-oriented. I

sentence, trusting Finnegan would understand.

parents’ thoughts, but I won’t always heed them

as saintlike as reciprocating enmity with

the others was already

familiar with Finnegan’s character, he fathomed the latter

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hospital, Finnegan wandered the streets to

home, he planned

he arrived

several minutes before Lindsey

said, “Ms. Lindsey, what took you-”

so slow to open the door when he suddenly noticed something unusual

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

noticed the look on Finnegan’s face. She feigned

the dryness in his throat. “I

came over.”

Come in,

not to be aware of her revealing attire, Lindsey turned around and invited Finnegan into her house.

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

hastily recited a mantra inwardly to divert his

“Where’s Rhia?”

had been staying there for the past few

to be seen.

the morning. After that, she went with Ms. Haimowitz to meet a client. Anyway, it’s better that she’s not here

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