Chapter 267 - Who are you, really? (1/2)

Their journey was very pleasant and Aleksis was determined to ask her parents to buy her a motorbike once she was old enough. She also wanted to learn to ride a motorbike like this cool guy in front of her.

When entering the road near the harbor, the young man braked so suddenly that Aleksis' helmet hit his back.

”Ouch... what's up?” Aleksis asked, rubbing her cheek which had hit the young man's back.

”Sorry, I braked so suddenly,” the young man said quickly, then set the standard of his motorcycle and got off. Aleksis was astonished to see him. She also got off of the motorbike and followed the man, who sat squatting a meter in front of her.

”Jeez... is that...?” Aleksis then saw a wounded puppy in the middle of the road. If the young man had not hurriedly braked, maybe the puppy would have been hit and died. Aleksis looked worried, ”We didn't hit it, right?”

The man shook his head. ”His wound is still new, it looks like this puppy was hit by a car when he was about to cross the road.”

”What should we do?” Aleksis asked worriedly, ”If you don't help this puppy, it will surely die...”

Apparently, even before Aleksis asked the man, he had picked up the injured puppy and carried it while walking to his motorbike. ”Come on up, we will take it to the ship.”

”Oh...” Aleksis was stunned. Very quickly the man had decided to help the puppy that he almost ran over. She could no longer hide her admiration.

”Why just stand there? Come on, the sooner we arrive, the sooner we can treat the wound. I suspect the back leg is broken.” The man signaled for Aleksis to immediately climb on the pillion.

”I... yes... Here, let me carry the puppy, it would be difficult for you to carry him and ride a motorbike,” Aleksis offered.

The man just laughed, ”I was able to drive my motorbike without difficulty while carrying you last week. You were thrown out of a car that was speeding and I almost hit you, I had no choice but to take you home on my motorbike...”

But he eventually handed the puppy to Aleksis.

”Oh... that means this dog has the same fate as me... and you took us both from the street together...” Aleksis said softly. Her tears almost dripped as she accepted the puppy and hugged it tightly. ”Thank you...”

”Hey... don't compare yourself to a dog, okay. But you're right, this dog has the same fate as you. Let's just say you two are soulmates...”

Aleksis nodded then climbed onto the pillion. The man spurred his motorcycle faster because he wanted them to arrive at the dock as soon as possible. Five minutes later, the motorbike entered the harbor area and he parked it in the parking lot for the boat owners. Quickly he and Aleksis walked to the dock, and a moment later his boat was visible.

”That's my catamaran ship.” The young man pointed at a medium-sized white catamaran ship with white and blue sail. The catamaran was parked nicely at the dock. ”Come on up!”

Because Aleksis was carrying a wounded puppy, the man carried their bags. He threw their bags and then climbed aboard and helped Aleksis.

”Your ship is really nice! We have a ship like this in Monaco, the size is a little bigger,” Aleksis said, looking around, ”My father sometimes sails and takes us around the bay, but not for long. He prefers to drive a helicopter.”

The man was impressed to hear Aleksis' words.

”Your father sounds so cool...” he commented, placing their bags in the ship's cabin. He came out with a first-aid kit and towel and then gave a signal for Aleksis to put her puppy on the floor.

”My dad is indeed cool.” Aleksis nodded in agreement.

”Do you know what your father does?” the man asked, starting to clean the puppy's wounds with alcohol and then gave some antibiotics. After that he took out the gauze and a short iron bar and used it as an emergency pen to treat his broken leg. Within 5 minutes, everything was done.

”My father doesn't work...” Aleksis replied, ”Whoaaa... You're very good at treating wounds. Are you a doctor?”

”Hmm... no. It just so happens that I have experience in treating wounds because I often get hurt in fights,” the man replied with a shrug. Aleksis looked astonished to hear that.

This gentle person often fought? Why?