You're Out Daddy

Chapter 650

Thalia instantly grabbed the bedsheet. Initially, she wanted to endure the pain, but that headache

suddenly became more severe.

The moment she tugged at the bedsheet, everything on the bed dropped to the ground immediately.

Seeing the stuff fall by his feet, Spencer furrowed his brows. He bent over to pick them up and turned

around to say something to Thalia, only to see her hugging her head, her face flushed.

Startled, he eyed her and asked, “What's wrong, Thalia?”

Even though Thalia had an immense fear of pain, she instinctively wanted to resist the pain at that

moment. Refusing to utter any sound, she gritted her teeth stubbornly.

Spencer promptly rushed over and looked at her. “Thalia, tell me. What's going on?”

“Leave! Just leave!” Thalia said with great effort. Since she was trying her best to resist the pain, her

whole body began to tremble.

Spencer scrutinized her and discovered that her current condition was exactly the same as Natasha's

that day.

Realization dawned on him. While looking at her, he voiced, “Thalia, listen to me...”

Before he could finish his words, however, Thalia suddenly got up and ran toward the bathroom.

“Thalia...” At once, Spencer chased after her.

Yet, she was one step ahead of him to enter the bathroom just as he arrived at the doorway. With a

swift movement, she shut the door, leaving him alone outside.

With that, Spencer became even more worried. As he banged on the door, he yelled, “Thalia, what are

you doing? Open the door!”

However, Thalia leaned against the door before slowly squatting down and sitting on the floor.

Trembling all over, she answered, “I-I'm fine. Y-You should l-leave first...” As she spoke, she gradually

buried her head between her knees.

“You are not fine. Thalia, open the door. Do you know the pain will kill you?” Spencer bellowed.

Alas, there was no response whatsoever.

“Thalia, hurry and open the door! You'll be in danger if you do this! Thalia! Thalia, please, I'm begging

you. Open the door, please? Let me have a look... Thalia!”

No matter how hard Spencer shouted outside, there was still dead silence inside.

He then turned the doorknob to try and break into the bathroom, but he dared not exert too much force,

afraid of hurting Thalia because she was leaning against the door.

Hence, he could only pound on the door in a frenzied manner. Afterward, he took out his phone and

called Kenneth. “Kenneth, key! Hurry up! I need the key!”

“What key?” Kenneth's low voice sounded.

“The key to the bathroom in Thalia's room. Quick!” Spencer abruptly roared.

Hearing that, Kenneth was certain that something had happened. “Okay. I got it.”

After hanging up, Spencer threw his phone away and stared at the bathroom door. “Thalia, how are you

now? Can you please answer me?”

“Thalia...” he yelled manically as he slammed his palm on the door nonstop. Even his voice had turned

hoarse from panic.

At that moment, Thalia's faint voice could be heard coming from inside the bathroom. “I-I'm okay...”

As soon as Spencer heard that, he leaned against the door as though he was afraid he had misheard.

“I'm fine, really...” she said softly.

“How could you possibly be fine? You're most afraid of pain. Thalia, can you open the door? Please,

I'm begging you...” Spencer continued, “I can help you.”

“I-I'm too ugly now... No.”

“You are not ugly. You'll always be the prettiest in my heart. Thalia, open the door, please...” He

pressed his head against the door. To him, every second of her locking herself in the bathroom was

torture.

“T-Then can you tell me... you l-like me?” Thalia asked.

“I like you. I like you very much! Thalia, can you open the door? If you open the door, I can repeat that

to you ten, a hundred, and a thousand times!”

However, he got crickets.

“Thalia? Thalia?” Spencer struck the door with his palm.

Not a single sound could be heard.

Spencer quickly swept his gaze across the room. The second he caught sight of a stool, he hurried

over, grabbed it, and smashed it against the doorknob.

He did it again and again.

Unfortunately, the stool was not a good tool, as the doorknob did not budge even after he smashed it

several times. In fact, only scratches appeared on the door frame.

Right then, Kenneth and Natasha dashed in from outside.

At the sight of that scene, Kenneth immediately stepped forward. “Spencer, stop smashing it. Here's

the key.”

Spencer was so anxious that he failed to react in time when Kenneth handed the key over.

“Hurry up!” the latter yelled.

It was only then Spencer moved forward and took the key with trembling hands before opening the

door.

Kenneth had no idea what the situation was, so he turned around when the door opened.

The moment the door was unlocked, Thalia fell backward.

Immediately, Spencer went over. “Thalia...”

The woman was convulsing with pain.

At that sight, Natasha stepped forward to strike her in the neck without hesitation. Thalia fainted right

then and there.

Spencer lifted his head to look at Natasha.

“Carry her out first. We'll talk later,” she uttered.

Spencer fell into a daze. Perhaps he was overwhelmed by anxiety that his reaction became slow. After

hearing her words, he nodded and carried Thalia to the bed.

Once he laid her down, he began to examine her.

Meanwhile, Natasha and Kenneth watched at the side.

A while later, Spencer halted.

“How is she?” Natasha queried.

“There are only some scratches on her...”

Natasha was well aware that those injuries were formed because Thalia scratched herself to ease the

headache.

In the meantime, an unspeakable sorrow and agony filled Spencer's heart as he looked at Thalia lying

on the bed.

“I didn't expect it to happen in the end...” he muttered. “Just minutes ago, she was arguing with me, but

she fell into such a state now. She's terribly afraid of pain, yet she chose to hide by herself because

she didn't want me to see her...” His voice even started to tremble.

A hint of guilt fleeted across Natasha's face as she watched from the side. “Spencer, I'm sorry...”

At that precise moment, Spencer looked up at her. “I'm not blaming you; I'm blaming myself... What's

the use of studying medicine for so many years? What's the point of being capable, anyway? I can't

even save my beloved...”

“Spencer!” Kenneth stared at him. “I can understand your mood and sentiments at the moment. I feel

the same as you. But let me tell you this—now is not the time to repent. Instead, we should prioritize

finding a way to synthesize the antidote. Do you understand?”

“The formula of the poison is needed for the antidote. How am I going to synthesize an antidote without

it? Even if I succeed, do you know how high the risk will be to test it out?” While glowering at Kenneth,

Spencer enunciated, “Who should try it, then? Is it your woman or my woman?”

Seeing Spencer's agitated expression, Natasha asserted, “Me, of course.”

Just then, Kenneth and Spencer shifted their gazes to her.

Kenneth uttered, “Nat...”

Natasha shot him a glance before looking at Spencer with an impassive gaze. “This matter is caused

by me, so I should try it. I said this a long time ago.”