A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 288 When Things Go Awry

“Finnegan, what do you want to talk about?”

Upon reaching the backyard of the Zimmerman residence, Bishop began to speak, his tone slightly aloof.

Even though he had to obey Milicent, it didn’t necessarily mean that he truly accepted Finnegan in his heart.

It was just that Finnegan was now in a dominant position, so their family had no choice but to bow down.

Finnegan broke into a slight smile. “Of course it’s about me going to beat you up!”

What?

Bishop’s face changed, wondering if he had heard wrong.

Before he could react, Finnegan flicked his fingers lightly, firing two silver needles into Bishop which dissolved upon entering the latter’s body.

Finnegan subsequently stepped forward, landing a kick on Bishop’s enormous belly.

Amidst a muffled groan, Bishop’s eyes widened as his over eighty-five-kilogram body was sent flying before crashing onto the ground. He rolled a distance across the grass before finally coming to a halt

against a tree.

The intense pain caused Bishop to open his mouth wide, only to realize that he couldn’t make a sound,

Suddenly, an overwhelming fear spread throughout his mind.

What’s going on here? Why can’t I make any sound at all?

Before he could figure out the problem, Finnegan had already arrived in front of him.

He bent down, gripping Bishop’s throat and lifting him up. “Stop struggling. I’ve sealed your acupoints. You won’t be able to make a sound until I release it.”

No sooner had Finnegan spoken than his left fist swung out and landed on Bishop’s stomach.

He then threw more punches, one after another, as if Bishop were a punching bag.

Bishop, who had been born with a silver spoon, had never been treated this way in his entire life.

The pain was so intense that his whole body was convulsing, yet not a single sound escaped his lips..

his strength well, only causing Bishop to experience excruciating pain, but not enough to take the

couldn’t find the slightest trace of injury.

for several minutes. After Bishop had famted and woken up several times. Finnegan finally stopped

curled up, feeling as if all his internal organs had been smashed.

The

body to be

feel as if you’re

raised his head resentfully, glaring at

seemed as he wanted to rip Finnegan to pieces.

her into a deep sleep and getting her to forget all familial affection. Don’t even think about denying it. I wouldn’t have laid a finger on you unless I had concrete proof. Don’t even think about running to your father and mother to tattle

point where

fear resided in

does this jerk know that I’m in

avoid too many prying eyes and ears, the matter of his collusion with Mike was kept a secret within the Zimmerman family.

him from the ground, brushing off the grass clippings from his body while warning.

harm Bernie in the future, she might let it slide due to familial affection, but I am a

a heavy pat, then

would

away, Bishop realized that he

retreating figure, full of apprehension. “How could this b’stard know?

know that the Sable family had a

I

to call

Milicent immediately greeted him with enthusiasm, which made Finnegan feel quite uncomfortable.

wasn’t sure what they were up to, so he didn’t mind playing along. “Mr. Bishop tripped a little while ago. He asked to come back first, as he

“Bishop fell?

I’m okay. It just hurt a little at

that moment, Bishop walked in from behind. Just as Finnegan had predicted, Bishop didn’t

but otherwise line, Milicent set aside her concerns and said, -Dinner is ready, Let’s talk while we

Finnegan along, they headed toward the dining room, just as they

a good mood just a while ago,

Milicent’s character well. Even if the latter’s opinion of Finnegan were to change, it certainly wouldn’t happen so quickly because

seemed a

“Bernie, let’s go.”

what was going on, her thoughts

together, they made their way to the dining hall.