CHAPTER THREE
*Some years later*
"So you said you will love to adopt her?" The matron asked politely as she went through the files.
"Yes. We will love too." The woman sounded so eager. Been unable to birth to a child could be so scathing and make someone impatient. The matron gazed at her skeptically with her glasses on her nose bridge.
The husband on seeing this spoke up. "Erm... My wife is just too excited, that's why." He explained, forcing a smile and gripping her hands tight under the desk. She wriggled her hands away from his grasp and scoffed out. The matron glanced at her immediately as she heard the sound. The husband cleared his throat.
"So if I may ask, what is your name?" The matron inquired.
"Mr Lincoln Adams and my wife over here –" he pointed towards his wife. "– Is
