A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

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

to utter

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

before treading on Finnegan’s heels, feeling

departure, Raymond and the

What are you going to do now? Also, you better return us our money. Otherwise,

gave us your word that Finnegan would step

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

a result, they could only repeatedly apologize as if they

escorted

trash can. “I’m

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.

sentence, trusting Finnegan would understand.

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

never do something as saintlike as reciprocating enmity with

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

sighed. Being slightly familiar with Finnegan’s character, he fathomed the latter despised evil, even if those people acting despicably were his family.

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hospital, Finnegan wandered the

drop Desmond and Quiana back home, he

sent by Rhiannon, he arrived at Lindsey’s

before

Finnegan said, “Ms. Lindsey, what took you-”

slow to open the door when he

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

face. She feigned nonchalance and said, “Weren’t you

to relieve the dryness in his throat. “I finished

came over.”

in, then.”

her revealing attire, Lindsey turned around

Finnegan trailed behind her and watched her alluring figure, he felt increasingly ill at ease. She knew I was coming, yet she still dressed like

recited a mantra inwardly to

“Where’s Rhia?”

for the past few

to be seen.

the morning. After that, she went with Ms. Haimowitz to meet a

intimate interaction involved during the treatment session, Lindsey’s

right. Where should we do the treatment?”

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