Umberto lowered his head and smiled to himself:
-I don’t care whether you like it or not. Nor do I intend that you live together.
As soon as she finished the words, Mrs. Santangel became angry for her son. Even though she knew she was less important than Albina in her son’s heart, she was still jealous, so she turned and left in anger.
Umberto glanced down at the papers on the table and finally decided to work overtime for the night and now he wanted to go see Albina first.
According to what they were saying, these two days Ariana and Santiago had left to travel and only Albina was at home. Her foot was injured and she must not have been able to do many things.
It could be that she had not used the medicine.
Thinking about this, Umberto left immediately and went to Albina’s house.
After ringing the doorbell, Albina opened the door for him, jumping up and down with a pained face.
Seeing that it was Umberto, Albina was stunned:
-Why do you come here?
Umberto saw her feet, changed his expression and directly picked her up:
-Why don’t you tell me that your foot is hurt?
Albina didn’t panic, although she was lifted by him abruptly, she hugged his neck:
-Did your mother tell you?
For the moment it had to be only Mrs. Santangel who knew about her injury.
Umberto nodded and put her down on the sofa.
Seeing him admit it, Albina was quite surprised. It was a bit odd and she hadn’t expected Mrs. Santangel to tell Umberto about her injury. Wasn’t she the one who objected to Umberto keeping in contact with her?
She was thinking about this, Umberto had already found a stool to sit on in front of her and placed his foot on his knees.
-Like what I’ve been thinking.
The low voice woke Albina.
She was confused:
-How?
-You haven’t applied the medicine,” Umberto pointed to the bloodstain on her bandage, his expression serious. Why don’t you take care of yourself?
The blood on the bandage was already dry, crumpled and wrapped around her foot. With her white skin, she looked a bit awful.
-In fact, the wounds are not serious, and only the bleeding is scary to look at,” Albina touched her hair and said embarrassed. Here you are and you’re going to take care of me.
Umberto glanced at her and Albina spoke no more and then, under his gaze, said quietly:
-I know, I will never be like that in the future.
Umberto’s expression improved after he got his promise. He very carefully removed the bandage from her foot, saw the clotted wound and very attentively cleaned the surrounding blood.
He cared for her very much, so he smeared her foot with the ointment and asked if it hurt, treating her as she treated him that night.
Albina couldn’t help but smile:
-Umberto, you are too exaggerated, it doesn’t hurt? Phew!
At the end of her speech, she winced in pain and saw Umberto looking at her herself and saying:
-It doesn’t hurt because I didn’t use force. The wounds are not deep, but there are quite a few.
He had a normal tone, but Albina felt that he was teaching her a lesson, so she shrugged her head without daring to speak.
Seeing that she was behaving obediently, Umberto continued to clean the wounds on the sole of her foot.
Although they were skin lesions, in some places they were badly damaged. In some wounds, a large piece of skin was scraped off and in others, a relatively deep incision was visible.
-There were a lot of people next door, how could you be so reckless? What would you do if the bandits lost their minds and did something wrong to you? What would you do if you were caught by them? Why didn’t you consider the consequences? -Umberto said so and became angry again, worried and frightened.
Fortunately, Albina escaped this time, but if something unfortunate happened and she got caught, it would have been another outcome.
-You are not strong. If something happens to you, you won’t have a chance to regret it.
In fact, Albina also realized after the incident that her behavior might be a bit reckless, but at that time, the situation was urgent and she had no time to think about the details, so she had no other choice.
She said quietly:
-Because she’s your mom.
As soon as he heard the words, Umberto paused and looked at her.
Albina lowered her head, tangled her fingers:
-She’s your mother, that’s why I did it. If she were someone else, of course she wouldn’t be so impulsive.
I wouldn’t go fight the bandits, nor did I want to lose my life for a stranger.
But the person was none other than Umberto’s mother, so, although she did indeed dislike Mrs. Santangel, she could not stand by and watch them drag her away.
At first she only wanted to save her and then leave her to others, but she had not thought that in the crowd there were more bandits.
She had no other choice and escaped.
Umberto took her slender ankle, not knowing how to reproach her.
The wounds had been cleaned, and he took out a bottle of ointment:
-My mother wants me to bring it to you, it is to show her gratitude. She says it is especially effective for the wounds and they will recover quickly with the ointment, leaving no scar.
Saying this, he opened the bottle in which came out a fresh and bitter smell, which was the unique taste of the herbal medicine and was not unpleasant.
Albina looked at the bottle in surprise with a complicated expression:
-How about your mother putting something toxic inside and then going to poison me with your hands? If I don’t die, I’ll hate you too.
Umberto was speechless.
-Have you watched too much TV? -He said helplessly, “How is it possible? There is no problem with this medicine.
Albina smiled awkwardly:
-I’m just kidding.
She was just surprised that Mrs. Santangel gave her the ointment, so she came up with this idea.
Umberto put the ointment on her and soon after, the medicine was absorbed and she felt cool and comfortable on the wounds.
Albina wiggled her toes and said with surprise:
-I think they don’t hurt anymore, I am recovered well.
As soon as she looked up and met Umberto’s eyes, she closed her mouth shyly and explained:
-I am no longer worried about the poison.
Umberto didn’t believe her words at all, washed his hands, sat down next to her and pinched her cheek:
-Are you so afraid of death?
-Hehehe, I just think it’s so unbelievable because your mother hates me so much -Albina leaned on his shoulder, saying in a soft voice.
Mrs. Santangel still satirized him on the bench today, he looked at her angrily and spoke to her in a harsh tone. How could he begin to treat her well because she had saved his life?
Umberto stroked her hair with gentle movements.
When the two of them were married before, Albina never told him of her complaints and he didn’t know that his mother mistreated him so badly.
He already knew, so he didn’t allow his mother to hurt Albina again. Now it was much better when his mother’s attitude changed. As long as she didn’t take the initiative to cause trouble, Albina wouldn’t do anything to her, so it would be fine if they stayed in peace.
-Albina, my mother is not treating you like she used to. Tell me the truth if she has hurt you and I will help you.
At the words, Albina raised her head and looked at him with a smile:
-I don’t care if you don’t help me. If she bullies me, I will defend myself. You’d better not intervene, otherwise, no matter who you’re going to help, you’re going to get into the predicament.
Anyway, Mrs. Santangel was Umberto’s mother, so Albina wasn’t going to ask her for help or treat her too badly.
Umberto stayed at Albina’s house for a long time, helping her prepare food and other things, even wanting to take her documents and work in her place.
However, he was chased away by Albina.
-I am only injured in my foot and I am not disabled -Albina looked at Umberto helplessly, who was almost going to ask Ruben to bring her a wheelchair.
Mrs. Santangel’s ointment was especially effective, because they didn’t hurt anymore. It looked like she would be able to walk normally the next day.
Seeing that she was well, Umberto reluctantly left.
As soon as he left, Albina received a call from Kevin.