As Thalia drove, Anthony gazed out the car window while sitting in the backseat.
Thalia glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “What are you thinking about?”
Retracting his gaze, Anthony replied softly, “Nothing much. I'm merely thinking that it looks like not everything will go as I wish.”
Thalia narrowed her eyes a fraction. “Why are you so melancholic out of the blue?”
“It was just a passing thought,” Anthony fibbed casually.
The corners of Thalia's lips turned up. Keeping only a single hand on the steering wheel, she remarked in a murmur, “Most things in life don't turn out as planned. In my opinion, you already have a blissful life. At the very least, you still have control over your life choices. You've got a wealthy father, a capable mother, and a ton of family members keeping you company by your side. You're already living a life others can only envy.”
“Is that so?” Anthony muttered.
“Is that not so?” Thalia countered.
Anthony shuttered his eyes. I'm willing to exchange all that for Nat's safety and health. Can I?
Nonetheless, he kept that to himself without voicing it aloud.
“Maybe,” he mumbled.
Thalia studied him for a moment before shaking her head helplessly. “Oh well, people always take their blessings for granted.”
Anthony did not refute that, merely directing his gaze out the car window once more.
While driving, Thalia scrutinized him. She could not shake off the feeling that his emotions were not quite right, but she did not press further either.
After all, there was still something she did not know how to tell him about right then.
Feigning a cough, she started, “Anthony, there's something—”
Just as she broached the matter, Anthony's phone suddenly rang at that precise moment.
He took out his phone. Upon seeing that it was a call from Kenneth, he answered it.
“Hello, Daddy.”
“How are things going? And have you arrived?” Kenneth asked on the other end of the phone.
“Yeah, we've arrived.”
“That's great. Take good care of yourself. No matter what you do, your health takes precedence,” Kenneth reminded.
“I know.”
“Also, do your best in everything you want to attempt regardless of whether it's smooth sailing or otherwise. Even if the results are dissatisfactory, don't be too crestfallen. Just treat it as a kind of training.”
“Okay. Got it, Daddy,” Anthony concurred.
“That aside, just call back if there's anything you can't handle or need help with. Dave and I have no problems going over anytime,” Kenneth added.
Although the man's way of showing concern was exceedingly straightforward, it was undeniable that a sliver of reassurance crept into Anthony. At once, he was no longer as dejected. “All right, will do,” he responded.
“As for Nat... you don't have to worry, for I'll take care of her,” Kenneth vowed.
That stunned Anthony briefly. In truth, that was the statement he wanted to hear most.
A smile bloomed on his face. “Okay, got it.”
“All right, then. If there's nothing else, I'll be hanging up.”
“Goodnight, Daddy.”
“Goodnight.”
The two of them merely exchanged a few words before hanging up.
There was nothing superfluous in the conversation. Everything was simple and succinct.
However, it went beyond a shadow of a doubt that Anthony felt much more relaxed after that phone call. While there were some things he did not spell out, Kenneth had seemingly known long ago.
And as Thalia said, I've never lacked people supporting me at the back. I should indeed count my blessings.
Following that thought, Anthony took a deep breath.
Regardless of whether things are going to end in success or failure this time, I must give it my all!
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