Virus.
If Kyson can provide us with an antidote, itâs definitely not of our origin.
That medicine must be made from cutting-edge technology.
â
However, it was merely conjecture.
After all, drawing conclusions without the actual antidote in hand was a hard one.
Lucinda contemplated his words carefully.
Her current plan was to observe Nathanâs condition after he received the injection of the drug and then decide whether to proceed with dealing with Kyson.
Nathan slept soundly for an entire day.
When he finally stirred awake, Aldric promptly checked up on him.
Nathan cooperated, but his demeanor remained cold.
He didnât even spare a glance at Lucinda.
The drug had been absorbed by his body effectively.
All the symptoms caused by the virus had completely vanished, and the angina problem had also dissipated.
The virusâ progression had also significantly diminished.
Everyone was surprised and overjoyed, except for the stoic Nathan who displayed no emotion on his face.
When they returned to N&L Fairy Land, Lucinda attempted to help Nathan get off the car, but he dodged her with a poker face.
âThereâs no need.
Iâve recovered.
I donât need any help.
â
Lucinda then watched his tall figure walking into the villa, feeling a sense of bewilderment.
Sonny approached her and offered solace in a hushed voice.
âMiss Simmons, please donât worry.
No one had dared to make Boss do anything he didnât want to do before, and this time itâs no small matter.
Heâs upset, but heâll be fine after a few days.
â
âI know.
â
Silently, she followed Nathan into the villa, but he promptly ascended the stairs and shut himself away in his room.
He didnât even say a word to her.
Lucinda felt a pang of sadness, but she refrained from saying anything.
She just retreated to her own room in silence.
The following morning, Lucinda was roused from her sleep by the noises coming from the garden.
She made her way to the balcony and caught sight of Nathan.
He was only wearing a thin black shirt.
His sleeves were rolled-up which revealed his strong forearms.
In the early hours of the morning, he was practicing and playing a set of neat combination punches.
That handsome face appeared to have gotten back its usual coldness.
Looking at his strong back, Lucinda couldnât help but applaud.