On the way to the base by car, Denise sat behind, continuously shedding tears.
Anthony glanced at her. “Why are you still crying?”
With her eyes downcast, Denise wiped away her tears as she confessed, “I just feel like I've not been a good enough daughter. I don't know about Mommy's situation, and I'm clueless about Daddy's too...”
Anthony averted his gaze, looking out the window. “It's normal for you to not know about Mommy's!”
Upon hearing that, Denise looked up at him. “Tony, have you known all along?”
Anthony hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Yes.”
“Why didn't you say anything then?” Denise asked, her voice nasal and muffled. It wasn't an accusation, more like a question.
“Because I was afraid you would react this way!” Anthony looked at her.
Denise pursed her lips. She was a clear-headed girl. Now that there was an antidote, she felt less worried and scared although she was still sad upon learning of the news. Thinking back to the time when there was no antidote, she realized Anthony was holding the fort alone then.
The image of Anthony with teary eyes in Natasha's room that day came to mind.
Denise felt an indescribable sadness in her heart.
She leaned on Anthony's shoulder. “Tony, I won't be engrossed in playing all the time anymore... I'm sorry for making you bear so much alone!”
Anthony glanced Denise. “The reason we didn't tell you anything is because we hope you can always be yourself... Denise, everything we did, including those of Benjamin and Daddy, is to ensure that you and Nat can live carefreely. So, don't let our efforts be in vain!”
Upon hearing that, Denise's tears rained down with greater intensity. “We're all children, but why is there such a huge difference...”
“That's because our family favors girls over boys,” Anthony teased.
Upon hearing that, Denise couldn't help but laugh through her tears as she leaned on Anthony's shoulder. After a long while, she said, “Tony, I want to go home. I miss Gramps and Great-grandpa...”
Anthony took a deep breath. “Soon, we'll be home soon!”
“Really?”
“Mmm-hmm!”
Without asking any more questions, Denise simply leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
After arriving at the base, Denise saw Kenneth.
Even though her eyes were so red they were swelling, she wasn't as emotionally out of control as one had expected.
She was doing her utmost to control herself because she knew very well that everyone was as sorrowful as she was.
Walking up to Kenneth, Denise maintained her smile despite her falling tears. “Daddy,” she said, “Tony told me that I'm your favorite, so here I am. Daddy, can you please wake up? Look at me. It's me, your favorite daughter... Daddy, I feel like having some dessert now...”
Listening to her words and looking at her demeanor, everyone in the room was moved to tears.
At that moment, in order to lighten the mood, Spencer stepped forward. “Natasha, this is for you.”
As he handed over the item, Natasha's eyebrows slightly furrowed.
“Everything's checked. There are no issues!” said Spencer.
Natasha suddenly understood what it was. She looked at it and put it away. “I got it. Thank you!”
Seeing her put the item away with no intention of eating, Spencer frowned. “Aren't you going to eat it now?”
“Maybe later.”
Spencer's brows furrowed. “You should take the antidote immediately. It's for your own good.”
After Spencer finished speaking, all eyes turned to look at her.
Anthony, too, looked at her. “Nat...”
Looking at their expressions one by one, Natasha laughed. “What's the matter, are you worried I might kill myself together with your father?”
Everyone remained silent.
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