Mafioso, No More (Book 2)

11

Chuuya's POV

After I calmed and collected myself from that horrendous breakdown, the realization suddenly dawned on me that I just let out all my frustrations to a freaking kid.

My adopted child, to boot.

I shut my eyes and gripped tightly on the blanket as I screamed inside my head.

I--I...I'm such a failure as a parent!!!

Argh!!! Kill me now!!!

I never intend to--it's just my tear ducts suddenly run loose...

F*ck these unstoppable salty waters that came from this wrecked body!!!

Ren may think that I'm such a--

"Hey, are you finish with your internal monologue?" The deep and full voice instantly brought me back from reality.

I didn't respond but instead went to search for something to wipe my face clean but the kid just beat me right into it.

He already had a box of tissue placed on my lap.

"Thank--thank you."

I dried my face immediately and blew my nose from those unwanted residues removing the trace of evidence.

I felt his hands get close to my face as he put my pair of spectacles. He must have cleaned them when I was busy with my uncalled weeping session. (Please forget, I even said this.)

Blinking my eyes twice, I glanced at the long figure getting rid of the mess I've made.

So it was not an illusion (which I wish it would). The dramatic so-out-of-character event did happen.

My line of sight followed his form as he fixed his wrinkled clothes. He stood by my side with his both hands now tucked in his trousers pockets. I noticed his shirt was almost soaked from my sudden outbursts. (God, the flared-up emotions were really embarrassing.)

I need to think of ways to break the awkward atmosphere.

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That's it!

Guess, I need to start with that.

"Ren..." He hummed in reply. "Can you brief me the details on how did you manage to 'overhear' their conversation?"

"It was by accident."

I glared at him not in the least satisfied with his short answer. "Elaborate. And please...no derogatory labels for the doctor and the airship commander."

The brat rolled his eyes before he went with his explanation.

F*ck! This d*mn kid really needs a beating!

"I was outside of his office. I knocked twice but there was no response so I welcomed myself in. I found them engaged in a serious conversation. At first, I was going to leave but then I heard the psyc--the doctor mentioned your name so I stayed."

"And?"

"Well the commander, through his shi--minuscule bug, found me eves dropping."

I looked at him alarm. "Did they do anything to you?"

"You know they can't."

That's a relief.

"What happened then?" His gaze automatically shifted in another direction.