When Salvatore walked in fully, everyone including Alessia excused themselves to give the two some privacy.

Now left alone in the hospital room, Marco smirked and said, “So it's you? You're that one stubborn mercenary."

“That's a wonderful way to apologize, Marco," Salvatore said, moving to sit on the chair by the hospital bed.

Marco's brow creased in confusion, “Apologize? For what?" He asked.

“Please don't act like you don't know the reason we drifted apart." The smile on Tore’s face disappeared, replaced by a serious look.

Seriously, Marco didn't understand what he was talking about. “I still don't get you. We drifted apart because your father hated my family."...