Thalia returned to Spencer's laboratory.
The door was suddenly flung open, and Thalia stood at the entrance, her gaze fixed on Spencer with a mix of complexity and sorrow in her eyes.
As if he had anticipated it, Spencer rose from his desk when he spotted her.
“Spencer, I...” Thalia walked in, wanting to ask something. However, when the words reached her lips, she didn't know how to begin.
Spencer remained silent, just staring at her intently.
Thalia's lips moved slightly. After a moment, she looked at him and asked, “What's going on with Nat's health? How did it become like this? Didn't she already take the antidote? How could she still end up in this state?”
Spencer remained silent. He initially thought he could tell her the truth directly, but seeing her so upset with his own eyes made him think otherwise.
Seeing him silent, Thalia frowned, looking utterly distressed. “I scolded Kenneth, thinking it was his negligence. However, his words implied it had something to do with me... Spencer, can you tell me what's going on? Is Natasha's condition really related to me?” It took a long time for Thalia to ask that last question.
Spencer pursed his lips as he gazed at her distressed expression. His fists clenched tightly at his sides. For a moment, he felt an impulse to say nothing at all. However, he knew Thalia needed to know the truth.
After a moment of hesitation, Spencer nodded. “Mhm.”
Thalia was getting impatient and yelled willfully, “What do you mean by that? Am I related to her condition or not?”
Upon seeing the situation, Spencer immediately strode the table and toward her. Once he reached her side, Spencer asked, “Do you want the answer to be yes?”
Listening to his question, Thalia felt a whirlwind of emotions. She was so angry that she didn't know how to express herself. “It's not about whether I want to be involved or not. I just need to know the truth. Spencer, don't you understand? I need to know what exactly is going on!”
Seeing her in such a state of frustration, Spencer spoke up. “All right. I'll tell you the truth.”
Thalia fell silent while staring at him.
After hesitating, Spencer said, “This matter, indeed, involves you.”
Thalia paused for a moment, then looked at him, puzzled. “What do you mean? Didn't I already give her the antidote? Why would this happen? Could it be that there's something wrong with the antidote? Did I harm her?” Thalia asked, confused.
If that was really the case, she truly didn't know what to do.
Spencer placed his hands on her shoulders, comforting her. “No, you didn't harm her. Her condition is related to you, but you're not the one who caused it!”
Thalia paused slightly as if she had guessed something, but she still asked incredulously, “What do you mean?”
Spencer pursed his lips with a gloomy look. “Thalia, you should have guessed it by now!”
“I don't know what it is! Even if I guessed it, how would I know if it's true? What I need now is the result. Spencer, stop beating around the bush. No matter what the outcome is, I can handle it. What I can't stand is such ambiguous answers.” Thalia's temperament was just like that, straightforward and simple.
How could Spencer not understand her? He initially wanted to tell her in a roundabout way, but Thalia hadn't changed a bit after so many years.
With that thought, he took a deep breath, then began to speak. “All right, I'll tell you. Do you remember when you left, I gave you a pill? That's the real antidote!”
Thalia's eyes suddenly narrowed, and her mouth opened and closed. After a long while, she shook her head and said, “No, it's impossible. I watched Natasha swallow that medicine with my own eyes. How could it be—”
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