You're Out Daddy

Chapter 769 The Truth About Spencer And Thalia

Spencer's eyes darkened as he scrutinized Natasha.

All he saw was a relaxed expression and a languid look in her eyes. Nowhere did he manage to find a hint of anger

in her.

“Are you serious?” Spencer asked.

“Do I look like I'm joking?” Natasha countered.

Nevertheless, Spencer was filled with hesitation still.

“Don't worry; your secret is safe with me. I'll definitely not tell Thalia about it.” Natasha made a last-ditch effort to

reassure him.

Staring at her, Spencer paused momentarily before relenting in the end. “Fine, I'll tell you.”

Natasha straightened her posture immediately and was all ears. “Go on.”

As Spencer took a deep breath, his eyes seemed to drift away to another time. “Many years ago, I met Thalia went

I was traveling in a far-flung place...”

Natasha remained seated while listening to Spencer relate the past. When he finally got to the end, she couldn't

help but knit her brows slightly.

“Are you saying...”

“That's right. That man was Thalia's father.” Spencer nodded as a sorrowful look descended upon his face.

If it wasn't for that, there was no way he would have rejected such a wonderful girl.

Natasha's eyes began to sparkle gradually now that she finally knew what Spencer meant by owing Thalia his life.

Lips pursed and brows knitted, she finally understood how complicated the matter was.

Any other reason would have been easier to overcome but to have killed her father...

Narrowing her eyes, Natasha nodded. “All right. I understand.”

Spencer gazed at her. “Nat, I know the debt is mine and that I shouldn't burden you with it, but I'm left with no

choice. Never have I hated myself so much for my own incompetence. If only it were possible, I would be willing to

compensate you with my own life!”

“Spencer, you don't owe me anything. And don't you forget about the number of times you have saved me,”

Natasha comforted him.

If not for Spencer back then, I would have been bullied terribly...

Spencer stared at her, his eyes brimming with conflicting emotions.

“That's why you should go ahead and do whatever you want. I'm fine with it,” Natasha replied as she stared right

into his eyes.

Spencer was shaken. “But you...”

“It's just an antidote, and it's not like my life is under immediate threat. Besides, there might only be one, but it isn't

the only solution,” Natasha added.

“But what if...”

“That will be up to you. I have faith that with your capabilities, you'll definitely come up with something.”

Gazing into her eyes, Spencer felt torn inside.

Nonetheless, Natasha flashed a carefree smile. “Enough talk already. The matter's settled.” With that, she got up to

leave. However, when something struck her at the last moment, she turned around. “By the way, I would suggest

that you keep this from Thalia. Otherwise, she'll refuse to take the antidote.”

“Nat...”

Natasha grinned at him. “Also, no one can change the past. If you really feel that you have let Thalia down, leaving

her isn't the right solution. Instead, making amends is!”

“Making amends?”

Natasha nodded. “Yes, making amends. Spend the rest of your life making it up to her as a way to repay your

debt.”

When her words left Spencer stunned, the smiling Natasha got up and left.

Just when she placed her hand on the doorknob, Spencer stood up suddenly. “Nat...”

Natasha stopped in her tracks.

“Thank you.”

Natasha turned around and said, “That's not what I want to hear.”

“Don't worry. I'll do my very best to develop the antidote!”

“That's more like it.” Flashing a wide grin, Natasha opened the door and left.

Spencer's gaze was filled with conflicted emotions as he stared at her leaving silhouette. Once the door closed

behind her, he tightly clenched both his fists.

After walking out the door, Natasha slumped against the wall right after she turned a corner.

As she lifted her head slightly, her reddened eyes betrayed her emotions despite the calm look on her face.

Her chest heaved as she tried to get a grip on herself.

She didn't regret the decision one bit but was nevertheless saddened by the outcome.

She had let her children and Kenneth down, a feeling made worse when it came to Terence.

Earlier in her life, she had ignored their concerns in her pursuit of the truth. And now, she was disregarding their

feelings again by unilaterally making a decision.

As a result, she had failed a duty as not just a granddaughter but also a mother.

Leaning against the wall, Natasha took a long time to get her emotions under control.

It wasn't that she lacked the desire to continue living. The danger of coming over had required her to be prepared

for death.

“But what if...”

“That will ba up to you. I hava faith that with your capabilitias, you'll dafinitaly coma up with somathing.”

Gazing into har ayas, Spancar falt torn insida.

Nonathalass, Natasha flashad a carafraa smila. “Enough talk alraady. Tha mattar's sattlad.” With that, sha got up to

laava. Howavar, whan somathing struck har at tha last momant, sha turnad around. “By tha way, I would suggast

that you kaap this from Thalia. Otharwisa, sha'll rafusa to taka tha antidota.”

“Nat...”

Natasha grinnad at him. “Also, no ona can changa tha past. If you raally faal that you hava lat Thalia down, laaving

har isn't tha right solution. Instaad, making amands is!”

“Making amands?”

Natasha noddad. “Yas, making amands. Spand tha rast of your lifa making it up to har as a way to rapay your

dabt.”

Whan har words laft Spancar stunnad, tha smiling Natasha got up and laft.

Just whan sha placad har hand on tha doorknob, Spancar stood up suddanly. “Nat...”

Natasha stoppad in har tracks.

“Thank you.”

Natasha turnad around and said, “That's not what I want to haar.”

“Don't worry. I'll do my vary bast to davalop tha antidota!”

“That's mora lika it.” Flashing a wida grin, Natasha opanad tha door and laft.

Spancar's gaza was fillad with conflictad amotions as ha starad at har laaving silhouatta. Onca tha door closad

bahind har, ha tightly clanchad both his fists.

Aftar walking out tha door, Natasha slumpad against tha wall right aftar sha turnad a cornar.

As sha liftad har haad slightly, har raddanad ayas batrayad har amotions daspita tha calm look on har faca.

Har chast haavad as sha triad to gat a grip on harsalf.

Sha didn't ragrat tha dacision ona bit but was navarthalass saddanad by tha outcoma.

Sha had lat har childran and Kannath down, a faaling mada worsa whan it cama to Taranca.

Earliar in har lifa, sha had ignorad thair concarns in har pursuit of tha truth. And now, sha was disragarding thair

faalings again by unilatarally making a dacision.

As a rasult, sha had failad a duty as not just a granddaughtar but also a mothar.

Laaning against tha wall, Natasha took a long tima to gat har amotions undar control.

It wasn't that sha lackad tha dasira to continua living. Tha dangar of coming ovar had raquirad har to ba praparad

for daath.

In truth, her will to live was stronger than anyone else's.

She had wanted to live out her life happily with Kenneth, watch the children grow up, and stay by Terence's side till

his very last days.

Lowering her gaze as the thoughts crossed her mind, Natasha knew that prioritizing her self-interest would be

wrong, for Thalia had come with her and ended up being poisoned on her account.

Therefore, if there was only one chance of survival, giving it up to the latter was the right thing to do.

As she dwelled upon the issue, scenes of the above looped in her mind like a carousel. Nonetheless, she regained

her calm upon making up her mind.

To be honest, there's nothing I can do to change the future.

Once she got a grip on herself, Natasha returned to her room.

She had a habit of sleeping whenever she was upset, as she felt that there were no troubles a good nap couldn't

cure.

As a result, the first thing she did upon returning to her room was sprawl on her bed.

Before she entered dreamland, scenes of the good times she had flashed across her mind.

Just like that, she gradually drifted into sleep.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Natasha was jolted awake by a ringing phone.

Upon forcing her eyes open, she looked up when she noticed a figure beside her.

“Kenneth?”

“Did I wake you?” he asked.

Natasha shook her head with a sleepy look. “What time is it now?”

“It's four in the afternoon.”

Natasha was briefly stunned. Fully awoken when she realized the time, she turned her gaze toward Kenneth. “Did I

really sleep for such a long time?”

Kenneth nodded in response.

Natasha sat up immediately and looked out the window. Just as expected, the sky was gradually covered in

darkness.

“I've prepared you some food,” Kenneth informed her as he turned around to bring them over.

Natasha was indeed hungry after the long nap. The sight of food caused her to lean in with a smile. “Thank you.”

Watching her eat, Kenneth could see through her despite her attempt at behaving as if nothing was wrong. “Nat,

what's bothering you?”

Natasha shook her head as she continued to dig in. “Nothing.”

However, Kenneth knew her so well that he wasn't fooled.

His eyes narrowed subsequently. “You went to see Spencer?”