You're Out Daddy

Chapter 765 Denise The Healer

Spencer's eyes darkened, and his face fell. “You know you're making me angry, don't you?” He cocked his eyebrow.

“Of course.” Kenneth looked at him. “But if you're smart enough, you won't do such a silly thing.”

Spencer stared back at Kenneth, and he mocked, “Get off your high horse, Kenneth. I know you'd want to do the same thing, no?”

“Yes,” Kenneth answered honestly, the look in his eyes indifferent. “It's honestly a much easier way. The easiest way out in this situation, in fact.”

Spencer sized the man up in silence.

Kenneth continued, “But I won't do that for now. Not unless I've figured out the whole truth. A simple cure isn't valuable enough to make me lose my rationale.”

A smirk curled Spencer's lips. “Honestly, the fact that you said that either means you're mentally tough, noble, or you don't care about Nat enough.”

If it were Spencer, he wouldn't have let Thalia suffer. If Kenneth does like Nat that much, he won't let her suffer as well. We should all be selfish in matters of the heart. Being all noble is just... foolish.

A smile broke out on Kenneth's lips. He said hoarsely, “I'm not a noble guy indeed. I can be as underhanded as need be, but if I were to do that, I'd have killed you the second we got the cure. This conversation wouldn't have happened.”

“Ah, right. That's the real you.” Spencer looked at him.

“But I'm sure she would leave me forever if I had done that.”

Spencer paused for a moment. That's true. Nat would do that. And to think all I've considered was the one to get this cure, not what they would do after that.

“Nat's not the kind of person who'd sacrificed herself just to save someone else. She's not the kind of woman. She treasures her life more than anyone, but I know what she'll do in this case.” Kenneth looked at Spencer. “She'll let Thalia live.”

Spencer looked at him, and he tried to say something, but nothing came out of his mouth.

“Even though Nat transferred Thalia her blood out of her kindness, she never thought things would turn out this badly, but she still thinks this is her fault. And she thinks the children are the reason Thalia is here. We cannot deny that. Perhaps it's an obligation, and perhaps it's because of their new friendship, but one thing's for sure—Nat will save Thalia.”

“So, what are you trying to say?”

“I need time to think. And this might be the only cure we have for now, but it's not necessarily so in the future. We always have a chance as long as we're alive. I was able to get the cure once, so I can definitely do that again,” stated Kenneth solemnly.

Spencer pursed his lips but said nothing.

Kenneth looked at him for a while. He tensed up a little, a spark of fury burning within him. But in the end, he left without saying anything.

Spencer was left in the lab. As he glanced at Kenneth's disappearing figure after the door closed, a complicated look appeared in his eyes.

Instead of going back to the room, Kenneth went around to get some fresh air. He would be lying if he said he didn't want the cure for Natasha.

Every time he thought of how she tried to hold it in while the poison kicked in, it felt like someone was stabbing him over and over with a knife. Everything he told Spencer was also a warning he was telling himself.

It was times like this that they must stay calm. One rash move could cost them everything. Kenneth took a cigarette out, lit it up, and had a few slow puffs.

He seldom smoked. Only when he was frustrated. Nicotine was the only thing that could stop him from doing anything rash. He held the cigarette between his fingers, and his brows knitted in a frown.

Swirls of smoke twirled around him, and before he knew it, the ground around him was littered with cigarette butts.

Right at that moment, someone called him softly from behind, “Daddy.”

He turned around only to see Denise holding a doll in her arms. She seemed adorable and delicate while dressed in pajamas and a pair of tiny slippers.

The sight of Denise made Kenneth's frown ease up a little. “Denise? Why are you still up?”

Denise inched closer. “I was going to get a glass of water, then I saw you.” She then looked at the cigarette butts on the ground. “Are you bothered by something, Daddy?”

Kenneth placed Denise on his lap. “It's nothing.”

“You're lying, Daddy,” Denise grumbled. “You only smoke when you're upset. Nat told us that.”

Kenneth was surprised. “Nat did? When?”