Chapter 5 Secret Angel

There was nothing like herbs within the prison walls. As a result, Alexander had never really practiced his medical skills.

To make sure his father's finger didn't get any worse, Alexander decided to try treating it with mild medicine first.

After buying all the needed materials, Alexander took a taxi to his parents' house.

It was already evening by the time Alexander finished making the medicine. Soon, his parents returned home.

Nadine rushed over and looked at him carefully. "Are you okay, son? Did Richard come here to get a lick back because of what you did to him?"

Alexander shook his head with a smile. "Mom, I'm fine. You saw how scared he was. If he's any wise, he won't make trouble for us anytime soon."

Alexander, who had faced harsh conditions in the past few years, melted under his parents' care. It wasn't until he saw his father's severed finger that he came back to his senses.

These two had done more than enough. It was high time he took care of them.

"Dad, come, have a seat." As he spoke, Alexander took his father's hand and pulled him to the table where the freshly made ointment was.

"While I massage this into your finger, tell me if you feel any pain or relief. It will help in no small measure for the treatment."

Alexander got right to applying the ointment to Santino's broken finger. He massaged it mildly.

Santino asked curiously, "Son, what's this? You made it yourself? How?"

"And when did you become so good at fighting? You beat those deadly gangsters up before anyone could blink!" Nadine chimed in with curiosity all over her face.

"Well, I met a man in prison. He taught me a few fighting tricks and medical skills during my stay there," Alexander answered ambiguously, rubbing his nose.

Knowing how inquisitive his parents could be, he feared they would continue asking questions. Instead of doing that, they just sighed with relief.

"Your mother was always worried that the big guys there were bullying you. We had to work every day, so we couldn't visit. We are glad that you met such a kind person there."

After saying this, Santino sighed again and looked at his oiled finger.

"Dad, how is it now? Do you feel any relief?" Alexander asked hurriedly.

"Whoa! It burns a little, but it doesn't hurt like it used to," Santino replied in astonishment.

Alexander's face lit up. He smiled from ear to ear as he muttered, "So, it's real!"

"What's real?" Santino and Nadine were confused.

Alexander wanted to tell the truth, but he knew they wouldn't believe that he could make a severed finger grow back.

The result would speak for him later. For now, he changed the topic. "It's nothing. By the way, why were you so careless, Dad? You used to scold me for being so careless, but now you have a severed finger."

When he heard this, Santino's shoulders dropped and he fell silent.

Nadine sighed and explained, "This is not a result of carelessness. Richard was the one who did this. It was hard for us to get a job earlier on, so we couldn't pay off the debt. Richard waylaid us and then cut your father's finger as a warning."

Tears made Nadine's eyes sting and turn red at this time.

The blood in Alexander's veins began to simmer. He clenched his fists until his knuckles hurt.

"That bastard! I shouldn't have let him go! And Sharon! She's a Judas! If it weren't for her, you two wouldn't have suffered like this."

At the mention of Sharon, Alexander's anger intensified. "What did she ever need that we didn't provide for her? We bought a house and a car because it was her request. We even paid her mother's medical bills. And what do we get in return? Nothing but betrayal. Over me, she chose that bastard who attempted to rape her. Those bastards! They will surely regret ever doing this to us!"

At the sight of the veins popping in her son's red forehead, Nadine was taken aback. She shivered and begged, "Listen to me, Alex. Just let it go. We couldn't stand head-to-head with the Johnsons when we were still a little rich, so it's impossible now."

Santino seconded, "Don't do anything stupid, son. Your mother and I are now old. We do not ask for wealth or power from you. Just stay safe and alive for us, okay?"

Alexander had no intention to let it go. But in the face of his parents' worried expression, he just nodded silently and took a deep breath.

"Ah-ha!" Nadine suddenly remembered something and asked, "Son, did you date someone else?"

"No, Mom. Why do you ask?" Alexander asked in confusion.

"Mr. Williams gives us one thousand more each time we get paid. He said a girl asked him to do so, saying she's doing it because of you."

"A girl? Gave you money because of me?" Alexander was even more confused.

Santino nodded. "Yes. That extra one thousand helped us a lot. If not for it, we wouldn't have been able to eat or cater to other expenses after remitting our entire salaries to Richard. Please thank that girl on our behalf."

"What girl are you talking about? I haven't dated anyone except Sharon. I don't know the girl you speak of," Alexander uttered, looking so puzzled.

"If you don't know her, then who is she? How did she even find out about us?" Santino murmured, rubbing his stubble.

"It beats me. All I know is that it can't be Sharon. Anyway, I'll speak to Mr. Williams later. Maybe he can direct me to the lady in question and I can pay her back."

With that, Alexander stood up and got ready to go out.

"Where to?" Nadine became nervous again.

"I need to go buy some more herbs for Dad before the herb market closes for the day," Alexander replied.

Since the ointment he made seemed to be working, Alexander was confident he could make his father's finger grow back.

He couldn't wait to make more ointment in a larger quantity this time.