In my past life, he had secretly loved my mom and wanted to marry her.
But my mom had been too depressed to consider it, missing the chance.
I squeezed out a couple of pitiful tears.
"Mario, my dad is such a jerk!"
Mario listened to me tell him about my dad's disgraceful behavior. His face turned livid. He readily agreed to my request to help look after my mom and keep her from visiting my dad too often.
After settling my mom, I headed to my dad's hospital room.
He was throwing his bowl around.
"Where's the nurse?" he yelled. "Why hasn't she come yet? Quick, help me find my wife and daughter. Where the hell have they gone?"
I walked in with a big smile on my face.
"Dad, Mom suddenly felt unwell and fainted. She can't take care of you anymore. I'll hire a caregiver for you."
My dad threw his fork at me.
"If your mom can't look after me, why can't you? What's all this about hiring someone? Is this how you repay me for raising you?
"And why are you smiling? Both your parents are sick. What's there to smile about, you ungrateful brat!"
My smile only grew wider.
"Oh, it's nothing. I just ran into Mario. He's such a nice guy. I asked him to help smooth things over at the hospital, and he agreed."