No sooner had Natasha walked out with Spencer than she asked in curiosity, “So, what kind of illness does Desmond have?”
Sneering, Spencer replied in a low voice, “Physical weakness caused by overindulgence in pleasures of the flesh!”
Natasha was promptly rendered speechless.
She cast a look at the man. “You probably scared him to death.”
In response, Spencer chuckled. “That's the most effective method against someone with a strong desire to live.”
Natasha smiled without denying that.
“What's your plan next?” Spencer inquired.
As they were walking, Natasha glimpsed someone walking toward them from the opposite direction, upon which her pace abruptly slowed considerably.
“What's wrong?” Spencer queried. Then, he lifted his eyes and looked in the direction of her gaze, only to see a man standing across from them.
He had seen the man before at Infinitium, and the latter was seemingly that woman's son.
From the look in the man's eyes, however, Spencer's intuition screamed at him that something was fishy.
At once, he feigned a cough and turned his gaze to Natasha. “I'll wait for you outside.” After saying that, he walked straight ahead and went out with a meaningful smile on his face.
Natasha stood there and stared right at Zachary.
It had only been a few days since she last saw him, yet he seemed to have turned into an entirely different person. His vivacity in the past was nowhere to be seen, and he appeared to have aged quite a bit. But at the same time, he had a mature aura.
Zachary hadn't expected to bump into Natasha in the hospital. The moment he laid eyes on her, a part of his heart inexorably clenched in pain.
With his eyes fixated on her, he walked over.
“It's been a long time,” he remarked.
“Yeah, it's been a long time,” Natasha replied placidly.
“Why... are you here?” Zachary questioned with his eyes pinned on her.
“I came to look for your father to ask him something.” Natasha was as calm as ever.
Speaking of that, Zachary narrowed his eyes at her. “Kenneth had you come over?”
“No, he doesn't know about this.”
Zachary's brows furrowed, his gaze radiating an indescribable hurt. “So, you came on his behalf?”
“I came for myself,” Natasha asserted.
Zachary inhaled deeply. Due to his consumption of alcohol, his eyes were still slightly scarlet. He looked right into her eyes. “Nat, I know my parents went overboard with you, but it's now a personal grudge between the Lynch family and
Kenneth. I hope you don't interfere in things anymore!” he declared.
“I was the cause of everything, so I can't stand by idly.”
“In other words, you're determined to help Kenneth?”
“So be it if you want to think that way.”
As Zachary gazed at her, the look in his eyes turned solemn.
“Also, you'd best advise your father to stop. If he continues on this path, he'll only suffer a devastating loss!” With that, Natasha said nothing further. She spun around and stalked away.
“Natasha!” Zachary suddenly called out to her. He turned around and trained his eyes on her back. “Am I that worthless to you? Even as a friend, are you so unconcerned about me?”
“If it weren't because I regard you as a friend, you can't possibly imagine what state they would be in now!” After saying that, Natasha didn't tarry anymore but left right away.
Zachary stared at her back, his hands on both sides balling into fists. The fury on his face was distinctly visible, and everyone could sense his uncontrollable rage.
In this case, Nat, don't blame me for showing you no mercy I One day, you'll understand who's the most worthy of you!
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