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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instantly stiffened, and they hastily stepped aside, breaking out in a cold sweat with chills running down their spines.

didn’t even dare to utter another word.

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

on Finnegan’s heels, feeling a little sympathetic toward

departure, Raymond and the others

Finnegan treat Xavier and the others today! What are

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

with Qahira and Melinda’s aggressiveness, they were at a loss for words.

result, they could only repeatedly apologize as if they were indeed

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

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

know what the rift is between you and your relatives,

sentence, trusting Finnegan would understand.

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

never do something as saintlike as reciprocating

retaliating against Raymond and the others

the latter despised evil, even if those people acting despicably were his family.

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the hospital, Finnegan wandered the streets to

and Quiana back home, he planned to visit Lindsey and give treatment to her

he arrived at

for several minutes before Lindsey finally

thin, Finnegan said, “Ms. Lindsey,

slow to open the door when he suddenly noticed something

clad 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 wardrobe

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

his throat. “I finished my

came over.”

Come in, then.”

of her revealing attire, Lindsey turned around and invited

figure, he felt increasingly ill at ease. She knew

a mantra inwardly to

“Where’s Rhia?”

the past few days, but at that moment, she was nowhere

to be seen.

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

she recalled the intimate interaction involved during