He would rather have nothing than settle, and he would never compromise.
"Godfather, you should stop liking our mommy. She already belongs to our daddy. It's not right for you to act this way."
Leon Lynch came over and washed their hair. "Godfather doesn't have feelings like that anymore."
"Then we're relieved," Dylan Grant said, then added, "Godfather, you don't know this, but our daddy is a total jealousy freak. He gets jealous at the drop of a hat, and the consequences are dire. You'd better be careful from now on."
Leon Lynch smiled faintly. "Look at you two, acting like you know it all."
His eyes grew dim. He pursed his lips. After he finished bathing the two little ones, he took them home.
He drove home alone.
As he was driving down the street, a figure suddenly darted out. Leon Lynch's eyes widened, and he immediately slammed on the brakes.
Then, he pushed the car door open and got out.
He looked ahead. "Are you alright?"
