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

didn’t even dare to utter another word.

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

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

Raymond and the others finally felt significantly

You said you’d make Finnegan treat Xavier and the others today! What are you going to do now? Also, you

You two gave us your word that Finnegan would step up, but

people. Faced with Qahira and Melinda’s aggressiveness, they

repeatedly apologize as

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

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

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

finish his sentence, trusting

I won’t always heed them

saintlike as reciprocating

the others was already a display of his

Finnegan’s character, he fathomed the latter despised evil, even if those people acting despicably were his

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the hospital, Finnegan wandered the streets to

he didn’t need to drop Desmond and Quiana back home, he

he arrived at Lindsey’s house

waited for several minutes before Lindsey finally answered

said, “Ms. Lindsey,

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

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 she

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

discreetly gulped to relieve the dryness in his throat. “I finished my work early, so I

came over.”

in, then.”

to be aware of her revealing attire, Lindsey turned around and invited Finnegan

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

recited a mantra inwardly to divert

“Where’s Rhia?”

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

to be seen.

she went with Ms. Haimowitz to meet a client. Anyway, it’s better that she’s

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