Chapter 204: Call me ’father’
On the following day, the sky loomed with thick, dark clouds, hinting at an impending rainstorm as a cool breeze swept through the autumn air. The vibrant oranges and reds of the trees lining the road were dulled under the gloomy sky, and the distant rustle of leaves filled the quiet.
The chill of fall crept in, blending with the smell of approaching rain. Inside the car, Knox stared out the window, while Azrael sat beside him, the silence between them weighed down by what remained unsaid.
The car ride back to the Horace mansion was unusually quiet.
Knox sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, his thoughts swirling with confusion and concern. The autumn landscape blurred past, but Knox’s mind was elsewhere. Beside him, Azrael was also deep in thought, seated in the back, hands clasped in his lap.
Roy, ever the reliable bodyguard and driver, remained focused on the road ahead.
It wasn’t until they were halfway through their journey that Azrael finally broke the silence. His voice was calm, and measured, but there was a certain weight to his words. He squeezed Knox’s hands as he gathered the strength to tell him about everything.
"Dear...," he began, his tone softer than usual.
Knox turned slightly in his seat, glancing at Azrael in the rearview mirror. He noticed the serious expression on his husband’s face. Azrael rarely looked this troubled, and that alone made Knox’s heart beat a little faster.
"Are you really...planning to tell me here? Inside the car while..." Knox asked, already sensing where this conversation was heading. He briefly glanced at Roy, before looking back to Azrael.
They could have talked about it in their apartment, but Azrael insisted on talking on the way. He acted like he was running from someone, so Knox asked, and thus, he learned that his father might have been looking for a chance to ambush them because they took the ledger.
Azrael wanted Knox to get to the Horaces as soon as possible, as it was the only place he could trust for Knox’s safety.