A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana) Novel novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189 Get Lost 

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. 

Everyone’s gaze turned to Finnegan, unsure if he would change his stance out of respect for Nathan. 

Finnegan had one foot on Yuvan, his face indifferent and cold. “Five years ago, I offended Killian for doing what was right. I was forced to flee Jadeborough, thinking that if he couldn’t find me, the matter would be over. I never imagined that after I left, he would barge into my home with his men, causing my father to be paralyzed for five years and my family to fall into ruin. So, when I returned, I made a vow. I would never again be a burden to my parents, nor would I allow anyone to harm them. Otherwise… I will annihilate their entire family!” 

At this point, Finnegan fixed his gaze on Nathan, enunciating every word in his question. “Can you guarantee this, Old Mr. Wright?” 

Annihilate Yuvan’s entire family! 

Everyone was shocked by Finnegan’s ruthlessness. 

What kind of experiences must one have gone through to say such a thing? How cruel a heart must one possess to utter such words? 

Nathan’s brows furrowed tightly. “I can’t promise you that. Also, Yuvan can’t be killed. You must understand this. The only thing I can do is to make the father pay for his son’s deeds!” 

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That would lead to the downfall of the Lowe family, which was the most they could do. 

After all, the Lowe family had the backing of the too significant to bear. 

Weatherby family, making the implications of any action 

Finnegan tilted his head back and let out a heavy sigh. 

He was no fool. He naturally understood that some people’s powerful backgrounds gave them immunity from the death sentence. 

Thus, he felt a sense of indignance in his heart. 

He lowered his gaze to look at Yuvan, lifting his right leg once more and aiming for Yuvan’s left leg. 

Nathan’s eyebrows were knotted tightly. 

Brutus roared angrily, “Finnegan!” 

Finnegan completely ignored the protest, his right leg landing hard on Yuvan’s left knee. 

Crack! 

The left knee was shattered. 

Yuvan cried out in agony once again, his voice already hoarse, 

At this point, all his limbs were crippled permanently. 

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Tears of sympathy welled up and flowed down Yasmine’s cheeks. 

She wanted to speak and rush over, but she couldn’t utter a word. Held back by Brutus, she was unable to 

go over. 

Nathan’s face darkened slightly. “Have you had enough?” 

If Finnegan was determined to kill Yuvan, he would have no choice but to stop the former. 

After all, Yuvan couldn’t be allowed to die. This was the Weatherby family’s red line when it came to suppressing the Lowe family. 

Finnegan also understood the dilemma Nathan was facing. 

After throwing an indifferent glance at Yuvan, he fl*pped his right hand, and three silver needles disappeared into Yuvan’s b*dy. “He might avoid death, but punishment is inevitable!” 

He destroyed three of the Yuvan’s acupoints. From then on, the Yuvan would endure inhuman pain every eight hours. 

Brutus asked in a deep voice, “What have you done to Little Tyrant?” 

Suppressing his murderous intent, Finnegan walked straight toward the garden’s main gate. “What I’ve done is not important. What matters is that you had better remember your station means nothing to me!” 

“Finnegan!” 

After glaring at Brutus, Nathan shouted to Finnegan, “What about Yasmine?” 

As if he didn’t hear Nathan, Finnegan walked straight out of the gard..?? 

Sighing to himself, Nathan realized that Finnegan was truly furious. 

Turning around, he said with a gloomy face, “Take Little Tyrant and scurry back to Durbaine!” 

Brutus couldn’t help but ask, “Old Mr. Wright, is it appropriate for you to defend Finnegan to this extent?” 

He felt that Nathan was the reason Finnegan behaved with such impunity. Otherwise, the latter would never have the courage to do so. 

Nathan replied grimly, “Brutus, are you questioning me? If you are, you’d better call Hank first. Even he doesn’t dare to question me!” 

With a cold huff, Nathan left, accompanied by Stephen and Romona. The well-trained soldiers, armed to the teeth, also withdrew from the garden. 

Brutus looked gloomily at Yasmine, who was anxiously holding Yuvan, yet she couldn’t make a sound. 

Gritting his teeth, he moved aside and made a call, 

As soon as the call connected, the helpless voice of a young man came through before Brutus could speak. “Solomon’s death has sparked a war between the Zymons and Wahlstrom families. The elders of the families are quite upset and have reprimanded me. Little Tyrant’s actions have once again caused Old Mr. Samson and the other old men to personally call my grandfather. They have decided to destroy the Lowe 

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family. So, come back first. This is no longer about the Wright family protecting Finnegan. Someone is using Finnegan to strike at the Weatherby family.” 

Brutus’ pupils abruptly constricted. “Mr. Weatherby, are you suggesting that Finnegan is merely a pawn used by those old men?” 

The man on the other end of the phone sighed lightly. “He probably doesn’t have a powerful background. It’s just that his existence has become an excuse for the old men. So, let’s cool things down for now, and we’ll talk about it later!” 

Brutus was unwilling to accept the decision but knew there was nothing he could do. 

Nodding, he said, “Understood. Once we’ve taken care of the Yuvan’s injuries, we’ll be back.” 

After ending the call, Brutus looked toward Dragon Bay No. 2 Villa in the distance. “I thought you had the backing of the Wright family, but it turns out it was just the power struggle in Durbaine that gave you an opening. Just you wait, I’ll make sure you learn your place next time!” 

Two hours later, news of Yuvan breaking into Dragon Bay No. 1 Villa and ultimately being defeated by Finnegan did not appear. It was completely suppressed by the Wright family and Durbaine. 

Everyone who knew about it had been warned. 

Inside the brilliantly lit hall, Desmond and Quiana had already awakened. 

Finnegan was kneeling before them. 

Standing nearby were Alisha and Mandy. 

Watching her son kneeling on the ground, Quiana, with her head bandaged, wore a bitter expression. In contrast to her, Desmond was very calm.