You're Out Daddy

Chapter 653

The moment Anthony spoke, his father understood his intentions. While walking out the door, Kenneth

abruptly uttered, “That's a private matter between two people who're in love with each other. There's no

need for unnecessary questions.”

With that, the boy was rendered speechless.

Natasha failed to stop herself from smiling when she heard his answer, as it sounded rather absurd.

In the meantime, Anthony rolled his eyes at Kenneth, not bothering to mask the deep annoyance in his

expression. I can't believe he said that just to keep it a secret from us.

Despite that, through that response, he was well aware that the latter would never tell him the truth.

After pondering for some time, Anthony commented, “Well, that's quite wasteful of them. I wonder if Mr.

Dave will feel upset over that.”

“It's fine. Dave will ask Spencer to compensate him,” Kenneth said.

“As he should!” The boy nodded in agreement.

Sounding like they were bantering with each other, the father-and-son duo chatted as they left the

room.

At the same time, Thalia and Spencer heard every word of their exchange from inside the room.

Even though they knew Kenneth was evading Anthony's question, they still found his words somewhat

embarrassing.

Thalia trained her gaze on Spencer and said, “I'm fine now. You should get back to work.”

The worry in the man's dark orbs was evident as he gazed at her and said softly, “I won't leave. I'll stay

here with you.”

“You don't have to do that. I truly am fine—”

“Thalia,” Spencer interjected, his eyes filled with complicated emotions. ”Promise me you won't hide

like that again, please? I was so worried about you.”

Thalia gazed at him, feeling as though she could drown in his eyes.

“Let me help you. I can't bear the pain for you, but at least I can keep you company,” he added.

For a long time, she gazed at him wordlessly. “Spencer, I'd like to know the reason. Why can't we be

together?” she asked in a faint voice.

At once, Spencer went quiet.

“Stop running away from this question every single time it's brought up. Spencer, you know very well

that silence isn't the solution!” Thalia enunciated firmly as sadness flashed across her beautiful eyes.

The whole time, her gaze never left his face.

He let his eyes roam her body a few times before responding, “Thalia, I'm so much older than you. In

fact, I could be your uncle if I were a few more years older. You're still young, so why waste your time

on me?”

“Why can't I prefer older men?” she snapped. “Spencer, I don't believe that's the real reason you've

been hesitant and conflicted this whole time. If you're being honest, then fine. Let me make it clear that

even if you're old enough to be my grandfather, I will still be interested in you. It doesn't bother me, and

it won't be an issue between us.”

“But it bothers me!”

“Why? Rich men prefer young and pretty ladies. There is one right before you, so why would it bother

you?”

Spencer avoided her gaze. “Well, it just does bother me!”

His insistence stunned Thalia, who gave him the once-over. “Don't tell me that you can't...”

Upon meeting her eyes, he immediately understood what she was referring to. With his brows furrowed

together, he chided, “Thalia, what nonsense are you thinking about?”

“What else could it be, then?” Thalia questioned, knitting her brows together. No matter how hard she

mulled over it, that was the only possibility she could come up with.

Spencer looked away, saying nothing.

“If that's the real reason, it's fine. I don't mind—”

“Thalia Jacoway!” The man cut her off in frustration. He was almost at his wits' end.

“Tell me the reason, then!”

“I told you—I'm older than you, so I don't want to waste your time,” Spencer replied, pronouncing each

and every word clearly.

Thalia merely stared at him and remarked coolly, “That's nothing but an excuse.”

Naturally, he knew it was an excuse and a very poor one at that.

But I don't have a choice. As long as there's an excuse, she'll never learn the truth and will never grow

to hate me...

With that thought in mind, Spencer calmed down. “All right, let's stop dwelling on that. I'll tend to your

wound now.”

When he stretched his hand out, Thalia pushed it away.

“I don't need it,” she said icily while looking at him.

He frowned. “Thalia, this isn't the time for you to be willful.”

“Spencer, I don't know what your concern is, but I can tell you this straight up—whatever the issue may

be, it won't be an obstacle between us. It doesn't matter to me. All I want is to be with you! Now, I only

want your answer. Do you want to be with me or not? This will be my only and last time asking you this

question,” she articulated each word clearly.

In that split second, Spencer had the impulse to say yes.

He wanted nothing more than to embrace Thalia and bring her to the ends of the earth where no one

knew them so that they could start a new life together.

However, he was cognizant of the fact that the concerns he had could not be evaded even if they were

to escape to the ends of the earth.

In the end, his rationality prevailed over his impulse.

Gazing at her, he said apologetically, “I'm sorry, Thalia—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Thalia interjected, “All right, I got it! You don't have to say anything

else.”

Spencer's lips twitched. He was about to say something when she added, “You can leave now. Please

get the doctor for me. Thanks!”

Her attitude and tone changed vastly in an instant. She was so courteous toward him as though he was

nothing but a stranger to her.

Knowing she must be seething inwardly, he figured the best method to deal with that situation was for

them both to calm down on their own.

At that thought, he spun on his heels and left the room without a word.

That time around, Thalia did not bother staring at his retreating figure. A lone tear crept down her

cheek, but she quirked her lips into a smile.

From today onward, I won't let my heart waver for this man anymore!

After exiting the room, Spencer did not leave immediately. Instead, he lingered outside the door, where

he phoned the doctor.

Soon, the doctor came upstairs and listened to Spencer's briefing before entering the room to tend to

Thalia's wound.

Spencer waited outside, pacing around anxiously.

Around ten minutes later, the doctor came out. At that sight, Spencer hurried to him and asked, “How

did it go?”

The doctor explained, “It's nothing major. The wound wasn't dehisced, and I reapplied medicine to her

wound. It is recovering nicely.”

Only then could Spencer finally heave a sigh of relief. He pondered slightly before asking, “What...

What about her mood?”

“She seems fine to me,” came the doctor's reply.

“Fine?” Spencer was surprised.

“Yeah. Ms. Jacoway seems to be in a pretty good mood,” the doctor elaborated.

That assertion should have eased Spencer's mind, but the man furrowed his brows instead.

This isn't how Thalia's temper should be. If it were in the past, she would have tossed things around in

anger, lashed out at the doctor, and chased him out, but now... She's acting rather unusually.

“If there's nothing else, I shall take my leave,” the doctor uttered at that moment.

“Sure.” Spencer returned to his senses and nodded. All of a sudden, something occurred to him, so he

looked at the doctor and added, “By the way, please come over again tomorrow morning to change her

dressing. I'll be busy in the next few days, so I may not have time to take care of her.”

The doctor inclined his head in understanding. “No problem.”

With that, he took his leave.

Spencer stood rooted in his spot, staring at the door to Thalia's room with his brows knitted together.

After a short moment of contemplation, he ended up walking away, heading for the lab.