“W-What do you mean, Mom?” Oliver asked, his eyes widening in surprise. He squeezed his mother's hand who looked very sad.
"Oliver, actually, after you went to prison, your lover left without a word. "He abandoned your parents even after the sacrifices you made for him," said Oliver's friend. His world collapsed when he heard the bitter reality that he had just learned.
All this time, he thought that his girlfriend was looking after his parents while he was in prison. But he didn't expect that after Oliver was in prison, he would actually run away from his family.
Oliver fell to the floor feeling devastated. He was sad, disappointed, and felt guilty about everything that had happened. And all of this is his fault. If I did he wouldn't defend his girlfriend, who he thought was a good woman, but in reality. After all the chaos that happened, his lover actually betrayed him.
“Now you know what happened to us, right?” his mother asked. He also knelt in front of Oliver with his body shaking. Her husband was dying of heart disease. There is no solution for them to cure them because of the lack of money they have.
“I'm sorry, Mom… I'm sorry… I didn't know if things would turn out like this. I just tried to do my best for all of you and protect you, but in reality, it all hurt you. Please forgive me." Oliver sobbed as he cried in his mother's lap. He gripped his mother's hands tightly with deep feelings of guilt.
“All of that has happened. Knowing you're out of prison makes us happy, Oliver. Our only hope is you, so please don't disappoint us again," said his mother while sobbing.
Oliver was fully awake. That the only people who love and care about him the most are his parents. The lover he had always adored actually betrayed him completely without any pity at all. And he regrets having protected and loved a woman like Katie Jones.
He wiped his tears quickly and looked at his mother while holding her hand tightly. “I promise I will make up for all my mistakes. I assure you I will make your father well again. This is my vow to you," he said in a trembling voice.
However, at that moment, a loud noise was heard from the front door. The door of their house was violently opened, and a group of large men barged in. They were notorious gangsters in the neighborhood, and they came with a clear goal—to collect a debt that Oliver's parents couldn't afford. The gangsters glared at Oliver and his mother, demanding the money that should have been paid two months ago.
“We came to collect our money!” he exclaimed, holding a baseball bat in their hands. With his eyes glaring sharply, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became stuffy as if the air had suddenly disappeared from there.
Oliver's mother, weak and helpless, begged in a trembling voice. “Please give us more time. My husband is seriously ill, we have no money to pay now. We will find a way, but please give us time.”
One of the gangsters, their leader, snorted harshly and with a sudden movement, pulled Oliver's mother into the middle of the room.
“I don't care about my condition. The money you guys borrowed, it is my right to ask for it! So, give me the money right now because we've given you more than enough time!” he shouted angrily. “If you don't want me to use force, don't make excuses and do it properly when you have to pay your debts!” He continued to pull Oliver's mother's hair without any pity.
Oliver's mother screamed hysterically, in pain as her hair was pulled.
“Mom!” Oliver's eyes widened with anger and pain in his chest. He ran frantically towards his mother. Embracing his mother's body and trying to protect her from the gangsters who were trying to hurt her.
“Move!” the gangster leader snapped, his eyes glaring sharply at Oliver. “Who are you, brat? Do you think you can protect your mother from us, huh?”
"Stop hurting my mom or you'll regret it," Oliver hissed with his eyes burning toward the gangster leader.
He laughed loudly at Oliver. "What can a weak person like you do, huh?!" he shouted.
“Oliver, no don't… you could get into trouble again if you fight him. You just got out of prison because of your girlfriend. She even betrayed you, so don't do anything useless again," said his mother with her trembling hands holding Oliver's arm. She tried to stop her son from fighting with the gangsters.
The gangsters who heard this immediately laughed at Oliver who was just a loser.
“So you're just a loser kid who just got out of prison? It would be sad if your parents had a child like you. Wouldn't it be better if you just died because you have troubled your parents?" he said in a condescending sentence that made Oliver feel slapped and hurt.
"Fuck!" said Oliver with his eyes narrowed sharply.
“Damn! Watch your mouth, little brat! You don't know who we are and you dare to fight me?! You better immediately pay your mother's debt or you will see me abusing your parents right in front of you! That way you will really become a useless child!” he exclaimed with a burst of laughter.
Oliver felt very angry with the attitude of the gangsters. He had humiliated him and done violence to his mother that he would never be able to forgive.
“Shut your mouth,” Oliver said angrily.
“What did you say, bastard?! You idiot loser! Looks like you're tired of living, huh?!” The dreamer was so angry with Oliver's attitude and words that he seemed so brave and intended to teach him a lesson. He swung his baseball bat at Oliver.
Oliver's friends who had been watching in fear widened their eyes in shock when the gangster deliberately wanted to hit Oliver on the head. Instead of moving away, Oliver gripped the end of the stick very tightly.
“Didn't I tell you that you guys would regret it?” he growled. He stood up with the strength of reason as he took the baseball bat from the gangster's hands and crushed it with ease.
Making the gangsters and their friends stare in disbelief at what they saw. Oliver was much stronger than they had imagined. Even breaking such a hard stick was impossible for them to do.
“W-Who are you?” his face paled when he looked at Oliver. His body was shaking violently.
"Me? I am Oliver Roberts. And once again I emphasize, never try to hurt my parents, otherwise, you will end up like your baseball bat. Now, get out of here and never come back!” Oliver shouted. The gangsters immediately ran out with horror on their faces.
"How could Kate do all that to me after the sacrifices I made," Oliver whispered with his hands clenched into fists.Oliver looked down at his father lying weakly on the bed, his breathing labored and his face pale. His heart broke seeing the condition of the man who had raised him so lovingly. Guilt continued to haunt his mind; this suffering was because of him.It seemed like he was too blinded by love. He risked his life for the woman he thought would always be there for him no matter what, but the truth is... while he was in prison, Kate left without a word and abandoned his family who Oliver thought had been looking after his mother and father."I can't let her," Oliver was inflamed by great disappointment. "I have to see her and ask her for an explanation in person. But before that, I need to heal my mom and dad," he said in a voice only he could hear. His father was dying, and Oliver knew he had to do something."Oliver, what are you thinking?" asked his mother in a weak voice
"Akh!"Oliver's body jolted from the darkness that had previously enveloped his consciousness. His vision was blurry for a moment but slowly came into focus. The air was cold, and he realized that he was lying on the road, right where the car had hit him. He should have felt excruciating pain, but... strangely, he felt nothing.Oliver tried to move, his eyes dropping to look at his body. There were several open wounds on his legs and a long scratch on his left arm, his blood still flowing slowly. However, the pain he expected did not come. His head spun, remembering the violent impact of the car that hit him, the sound of the boom still ringing in his ears. How could he still be alive? Even stranger, how could he be okay?"This doesn't make sense," he muttered, his voice hoarse. He should have been lying helpless, with much worse injuries, perhaps broken bones or worse. But her body felt... whole. The small wounds on his hands and feet were nothing compared to what he should have suff
"Alright," Oliver finally let out a long breath, giving in to the situation. "I'll help your father. But make sure you keep your promise.""Yes, I swear I'll keep our word!" She replied firmly.This was the first time Oliver had used the skills he had been taught. And he hoped it would work.Oliver took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Before he corrected the old man's sitting position, he touched his chest, checking for the right spot before he pressed on it, drawing energy from within him and normalizing the circulation around the lungs. He could also feel the injured part of the lung and he tried to slightly repair it, though not perfectly.The old man was breathing heavily with cold sweat pouring down his body. He groaned in pain as Oliver continued to press on the chest, occasionally closing his eyes as if he was concentrating on treating him, then checking carefully on his condition.Meanwhile, the woman continued to stand waiting nervously while watching what Oliver was doing.
"Fucking bastard! Get out of the house!" the gang leader shouted at the door of Oliver's rundown apartment building. He brought half of his men with him, beating Oliver to death in revenge for what Oliver had done to him. They had been humiliated earlier and Oliver's arrogant attitude hurt young master Rudolph's pride.The neighbors who heard the commotion began to gather around with an air of fear. They didn't dare come closer or complain about how noisy the gangsters were shouting at Oliver's house. The kick after kick, punch after punch they delivered with the baseball bats they held made everyone shudder in horror.“Come on, Fucking Bastard! Get out right now or we'll come in and destroy the entire house and its contents!" He cursed again with a more gruesome threat. "Your life will be over today!"Laughter boomed out, mocking how cowardly Oliver was for not coming out. The cheers were even louder when the creaking sound of the door being opened, Oliver came out with his friend wh
All eyes were now on Oliver, and whispers again filled the room. Guests who were previously astonished are now showing admiration. They were beginning to realize that Oliver was not random, and the warm welcome from the Hoshier family added to the aura of mystery around him."Thank you, Mr. Hoshier. I really appreciate your welcome." Oliver half bowed respectfully to Mr. Hoshier."Have you received the potion that my servant has brought?" he asked kindly."Yes, I have received it and have given it to my father. Thank you for your help."If Mr. Hoshier hadn't helped him to get the potion, he might still be busy looking for a potion to treat his father today."I also thank you for saving my life earlier," he said, "I have prepared a sumptuous dinner to welcome you. Come, join us...""You're being too nice to him," Elena said in a non-angry tone. She even stood there without pushing her father's wheelchair to go to the hall that had been set up for their dinner."Elena...""Dad, he hasn'
"Oh, my God... Dad..."Elena immediately cried out in gratitude when she saw her father start to open his eyes. She squeezed Mr. Hoshier's hand with tears in her eyes. She thought she would lose her father, but Doctor Lin had saved his life.Mr. Hoshier's condition seemed to be improving after a long time of Doctor Lin treating him with his methods. Elena was relieved that her father was in good hands. With slightly trembling hands, Elena thanked Doctor Lin."Doctor Lin, thank you so much. I'm so grateful you're here," Elena said in an emotional tone.Doctor Lin simply nodded with a gentle smile, his face showing serenity. "That is already my duty, Miss Elena. I only do what I can."Elena squeezed her father's hand with relief on her face. She couldn't hide the relief, but also the worry on her face. Mr. Hoshier's eyes blinked, still struggling to focus. His weak fingers tried to grasp Elena's hand."Dad, how are you feeling right now?"Instead of getting an answer from her father, su
"Please take me as your student, Mr. Oliver!"Elena was stunned to see Doctor Lin suddenly kneeling in front of Oliver. Her face paled, and her eyes widened, as if unable to comprehend what was happening. How could a famous doctor like Doctor Lin, who was always respected and adored by his patients, now degrade himself in front of Oliver? The question kept spinning in his head."Doctor Lin? What are you doing?!" Elena asked in a confused tone. Her eyes shifted from Doctor Lin to Oliver, as if searching for an explanation from their faces.Oliver, who had been standing straight with a calm face, simply sighed. His gaze remained calm, but there was a hint of tension in his eyes as he looked at the old man who was now below him. He never even thought that he would be treated like this just because of his healing ability, which even he had previously marveled at. It was all thanks to the training provided by Lazarus."Doctor Lin," Oliver began in a low voice, "there's no need to act like
"Oliver... your father is dying."The words hit Oliver like a sledgehammer. The joy of freedom instantly vanished, replaced by deep worry. He had been in prison for a year and was finally free. But, instead of seeing the faces of his parents or his girlfriend, who welcomed his freedom, he was greeted with bad news brought by his friends.Oliver's world seemed to come to an abrupt halt. His heart skipped a beat, pumping blood that felt frozen in his veins. his father? Dying? How is that possible? He had just been released, and the first news he received was this?"Wh-What do you mean?" Oliver's body trembled violently. He gripped the collar of his friend's clothes with his eyes wide with shock.His face was deathly pale. He didn't come out of prison to get painful news like this. Especially when it came to his family. The only thing that has kept him going to this point, besides his girlfriend."You will know once you get there. We're coming to pick you up." His voice was muffled. Thei