Horace's eyes widened in sheer disbelief as he caught sight of the familiar medicine bottle clutched in Ariana's hand. How on earth did she stumble on it?

Ariana's calm facade shattered into a storm of frustration, her voice erupting in a crescendo aimed at Horace.

"What kind of charade are you all playing?! Do you have the slightest idea of the terror I felt as I watched him suffer right in front of my very eyes? Can't you see that I care for him just as much?! But I'm in the dark, clueless about what's unfolding! I am his beloved wife, for heaven's sake! Yet, I find myself utterly helpless due to the veil of secrecy enveloping me! Isn't this situation utterly preposterous to you?! You've divulged nothing. Isn't that taking things a step too far?"

This unprecedented outburst from Ariana left Horace dumbfounded, his head drooping low as perspiration beaded on his forehead. He knew disclosing the truth was out of the question, yet he struggled to conjure a plausible explanation.

After an intense standoff, Horace finally mustered the courage to ask hesitantly, "Tell me... by any chance, you didn't let the boss take that medicine, did you?"