You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)

Chapter 86

Suddenly, Kenneth turned to Fabian and asked, “I told you to look into Natasha. What did you find out about her?”

Fabian was stumped by the sudden change in the tone of the conversation.

He looked at Kenneth and solemnly said, “I swear I did a thorough investigation on Ms. Watson, Mr. Hamilton. I left no stones unturned, but there was no evidence of the existence of the kids! It seems like someone deliberately made an effort to hide some information.”

Kenneth felt the same way. He felt that Natasha selectively revealed whatever information that fitted into the image she wanted to present to other people. It was a very suspicious move on her part. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Just as he was about to give that matter more thought, Terence came out of the room with Denise and Benjamin.

Kenneth whispered to Fabian and said, “Mind what you say in front of Old Mr. Watson. Don't make him worry.”

“Noted,” Fabian softly replied.

Kenneth watched as Terence told the kids, “Go in and take a look at your mommy. I'll send you to school after that.”

Denise and Benjamin nodded and went into the ward.

Kenneth went up to Terence and said, “You did not sleep a wink last night and may not be in the best condition to drive. Let Fabian go with you. He can drive you and the kids to school.”

Fabian put on a big smile and greeted Terence when the latter looked toward him.

“Hello, Old Mr. Watson.”

Now that Natasha ended up in the hospital because of a car accident, Terence did not want to argue with Kenneth, so he begrudgingly agreed to Kenneth's proposal.

After entering the ward, Denise and Benjamin went straight up to Natasha's bedside. Before the two kids could show their concern, Natasha opened her eyes.

“Nat!” Denise shouted out excitedly.

Natasha motioned her to hush, and the latter obligingly contained her excitement and lowered her voice to a whisper. “Nat, you are awake!”

“Yup.” Natasha nodded and continued, “But we have to lower our voice so the monster outside won't come running in.”

“So, you have been pretending to be unconscious?” Denise asked.

“Is it that obvious?” Natasha wondered out loud.

“We were so worried about you, yet you were putting on an act...” Denise was aggrieved.

“Nat wasn't trying to deceive you,” Benjamin explained.

After he spoke, Natasha realized something was amiss and asked, “Why is it only the two of you? Where is Anthony?”

“Um...” Denise was at a loss for words as she was stumped by her mother's question.

Benjamin laughingly replied, “Tony has to attend to something. He will come by to

visit you later.”

Natasha gave them a doubtful look.

Anthony was the most caring of the three kids, so it was highly unusual for him to not join them in their visit to see her.

However, she did not dwell on that, as she had more pressing concerns. She looked them straight in the eye and said, “I have no idea how you got to know Kenneth, but I will find out from you later after I get home. For now, both of you have to mind what you say, and please do not speak to him unnecessarily. Do you get me?”

The two kids could tell from her tone that she was dead serious, so they quietly exchanged a puzzled look, then obediently nodded their heads and said, “Yes, we'll take note.”

“Move along and get going to school then!” Natasha urged, and the two kids obediently turned around and left the room.

Terence was waiting for them outside of the room, and when he saw them, he asked, “So no more worries now that you have seen your mommy?”

The two kids exchanged wry smiles and kept quiet.

“Let's go then,” Terence said, and the two nodded obligingly and went with him.

Before she left, Denise turned around and stole a glance at Kenneth. She found that he was also looking at her.

She had the urge to run to him for a comforting hug, but heeding Natasha's warning, she suppressed herself and despondently turned away to leave with Terence.

Kenneth noticed her longing look, and his heart melted. He had to restrain himself from running after her as he watched her walk away dejectedly.

After they left, Kenneth went back into the ward and saw that Natasha was still lying quietly on the bed.

He walked up to her and mumbled, “Natasha, is Denise my daughter? I have so many questions for you, so when are you going to wake up?”

The only sound he could hear was the soft, even sound of breathing from Natasha.

Just then, his phone rang, and he stepped out of the room to take the call.

Natasha breathed a sigh of relief and opened her eyes after she was certain he had left.

She was not afraid of facing him, but she had yet to decide on how to respond to the questions she knew he would throw at her.

It was a tricky situation, and she needed more time to think about how to handle it properly.

She knew she would have to confront the questions someday, but she never imagined she would have to resort to faking unconsciousness to avoid him.

Suddenly, she felt the urgency to go to the bathroom. She hesitated for a while, worried that Kenneth might return.

However, no one could hold back for long when nature called, so she sat up and decided to go to the bathroom.

Just as she sat up, the door opened, and Kenneth came in. He stared at her and

exclaimed, “You are awake!” “Um...” Natasha was caught off-guard, and she was at a loss for words.

Kenneth walked up to her and mocked, “For a moment, I thought you never want to wake up!”

“Wouldn't that please you if I am to never wake up?”

Kenneth bent down and stared her in the eye, saying, “Really? What do you mean by pleasing me?”

Natasha turned away from his gaze as she was at a loss for words to retort him. Then, she waved him off in annoyance and said, “Get out of my way. I have to go to the bathroom.”

Her brows knitted into a frown as she struggled to get up, but she silently bore with the pain and refused to get help. Kenneth could not bear to see that, so he walked over and gave her a helping hand.

She did not reject his kind offer, and with his support, she slowly inched her body to the bedside.

Kenneth could not bear to see her struggle anymore. He decisively scooped her up and carried her in his arms.

Natasha was taken aback by his move, but then she looked at him and mumbled softly, “Should have done that earlier!”

Kenneth was rendered speechless.

Most ladies would be touched and thankful for what he did, but Natasha spoke as if she was entitled to that help.

He did not complain about it. He silently made his way to the bathroom and carefully put her down before closing the door for her.

Natasha could sense his care and concern, but she wasn't someone who would be easily touched by such small gestures.

Instead, the more Kenneth showered her with tenderness and care, the more she felt that it was too late for him to try to make it up to her.

Moreover, she reasoned he was not doing anything exceptional, and what he did was only a common gentleman's gesture.

After a few minutes, Natasha opened the bathroom door and found that Kenneth was waiting for her on the other side.

He threw her a glance, then picked her up again and carried her back to her bed.

She accepted his help without a protest and enjoyed the pampering.

Once back on her bed, she spoke up and said, “Thank you very much. You can leave now. I am tired and need to rest.”

Kenneth was a little annoyed and grumbled, “What do you take me for? A slave?”

“How would I dare to do that to the high and mighty Mr. Hamilton? Why would you feel like a slave? I did thank you for your help, didn't I?” Natasha gave him a smile and argued.

Kenneth knew what she was up to. He knew she was trying to divert his attention so that she could prevent him from bringing up the touchy subject. He was not going to let her get her way.

He moved closer to her and stared her right

in the eye, asking, “Don't you have anything to tell me, Natasha?”