Chapter 139: A failed attempt
Before the sun began to set, the back of the car was seen retreating from that beach resort. Behind the front seats, two kids were sprawled at the back; the smaller one’s head rested on the shoulder of the bigger one, and both were sleeping soundly, their chests moving in a peaceful rhythm.
Knox straightened his body and looked ahead.
The shadows of palm trees they passed cast over him, passing through the windows, and flipping with the golden light of the warm setting sun. His green eyes, painted with the brewing turmoil of how to explain what happened to the orphanage’s employees, were glowing brighter from the sunlight.
Azrael focused on driving but was slightly distracted by Knox’s disturbed state. He cleared his throat quietly and reached for his hands resting above his lap, as he gently spoke, "Don’t dwell too much about this. It’ll be fine."
Knox squeezed his hand back, "What if they prohibit us from taking Aresh to the beach again? Knoa was sad he couldn’t spend the whole afternoon with him. I was thinking of going back tomorrow, but..." he sighed. He glanced at the backseat through the rearview mirror with a saddened look.
Azrael pursed his lips. He drove slowly. A plan sprouted in his head irresponsibly. It was uncalled and might be impossible, yet he wanted to share that with Knox, asking for his opinion, "What do you think of...adopting him, then?"
From looking at the kids, Knox’s head spun toward Azrael. His eyes widened in shock. He then asked in disbelief, "Are you serious?"
"Well, it’s just a suggestion," Azrael quickly retorted. Seeing Knox enlivened by those words was enough to convince Azrael that the omega would agree. However, he only suggested that in the spur of the moment, desiring to lift the omega’s dispirited look.
Adopting a child will be difficult for him who has never taken care of a child before. He was still adjusting to acting like a good father to Knoa, so how could he think of raising another?