Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 155

Chapter 155 Did You Fall In Love With Him

Natasha remained silent as Kenneth stared at her.

The longer her silence was, the more worried he got.

"Did you fall in love with him?" Kenneth urged. His gaze had dimmed considerably.

Natasha met his gaze unflinchingly. "Kenneth, this has nothing to do with you."

"You refused to answer my question. Was that a silent acquiescent?" Kenneth refused to give up just yet.

His heart was racing, and he tried hard to tamp down his discomfort.

"Suit yourself." Natasha didn't want to waste her time and spun on her heels to leave.

To her surprise, Kenneth grabbed her wrist. "Natasha!"

The pain that flared up her wrist made her wince in pain.

Sensing her discomfort, Kenneth shot her a worried glance. "What happened to your hand?"

Before she could reply, he rolled her sleeves up.

There was a bruise on her wrist.

Kenneth's brows puckered up in concern. "What happened?"

Natasha yanked her arm out of his grip. "I'm fine," she insisted.

Obviously, he didn't believe what she said.

Her complexion, her reaction, and the bruise on her wrist proved that something was up.

"If you refuse to spill the truth, I'll bring you to the hospital for a checkup." Kenneth made to drag her out of the hotel.

Natasha's energy was spent, and she didn't want to start an argument with him. However, she knew he wouldn't give up until he achieved his goal. She promptly made up an excuse. "I'm fine, really. I twisted my wrist when I fought with Gary that day."

Her reply was partly true, so Kenneth cast her a dubious look. "Is that so?"

Natasha nodded and gazed at him earnestly. "Yes, of course."

"Why didn't you say anything back then after getting hurt?" Kenneth chided. Despite saying that, he couldn't help but feel bad for her. Natasha found that strange.

"It isn't that important, anyway." Natasha massaged her wrist before sticking her hand into her pocket casually.

Their gazes met.

In a flash, the atmosphere turned awkward.

Natasha broke the silence by saying, "I'm exhausted. I'll head home and get some rest."

"I'll give you a ride home," Kenneth offered.

"It's fine. I'll take a taxi myself." Natasha turned him down at once.

"You allowed Zachary to give you a ride but turned me down?" Kenneth asked. He was on the brink of losing his temper.

Natasha was speechless.

Why is he comparing himself to Zachary? What should I say?

As she said nothing, Kenneth said, "Come on." He then strode out of the hotel.

Natasha had no choice but to follow him out.

Kenneth was about to get into the driver's seat when Natasha said, "You're injured. Let me drive."

Hearing that, Kenneth halted in his tracks. He had no idea whether she was showing her concern for him, but that didn't stop him from relaxing slightly.

His gaze swept over her as he replied, "It's fine. I can still drive."

He got into the driver's seat. Natasha also got into the car after him.

Right after the car sped away, Thea emerged from the hotel behind them.

Her gaze grew determined as the car disappeared from sight.

Natasha, I'll make you pay for getting what's mine!

Inside the car, Kenneth drove with one hand. He stared ahead and wore a grim expression. Clearly, he was in a bad mood.

Natasha glanced at his wounds and recalled how he had got hurt that fateful night.

"Traveling around won't help your recovery. It might even pull the stitches on your wounds," she said.

Hearing that, Kenneth turned to look at her. "Oh? Are you showing your concern?"

"You should take care of your own health," Natasha answered solemnly.

A mocking smirk played on Kenneth's lips. "Yeah, I should take care of my own health. It has nothing to do with you."

His sarcastic tone sounded really unpleasant. Natasha knitted her brows and said, "Kenneth, I'm not interfering in your business. You got injured to save me, so I think it's normal for me to show my concern." Kenneth scowled unhappily.

"Thank you for saving my life. I owe you one. I'll repay your favor one day!" After saying that, she turned and stared out of the window, effectively ending the conversation.

Suddenly, the car screeched to a stop.

Kenneth whipped his head around angrily. "Natasha, I saved you not to gain your gratitude. I don't want you to repay my favor. Don't you understand?" Natasha met his gaze bitterly. "I do."

"No, you don't understand. Natasha, you heartless woman. You don't understand a thing!" Kenneth hissed.

Natasha revealed honestly, "Kenneth, I can only offer you my gratitude now."

Kenneth swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.

They were both adults, so he understood the meaning between her lines.

She's rejecting me because of Zachary!

Suddenly, silence ensued in the vehicle.

Kenneth stared at her before letting out a self-deprecating laugh.

"Looks like I've overestimated myself," he remarked despondently.

Without a word, he started the engine and started driving again.

Natasha didn't know what he meant by that, but she wasn't about to ask questions.

It was too late to retract her words, and she didn't want to offer any explanation.

Thus, they remained silent the entire journey.

Shortly after, the car rolled to a stop outside Natasha's house.

Natasha unbuckled her seatbelt and glanced at him. "Thanks for the ride. Denise and the kids are at school, so I won't invite you in."

She pushed the door open and was about to leave when Kenneth reached out to stop her.

He gazed at her and tried hard to suppress his emotions. "Natasha, if Zachary was the one who saved you, would you say the same thing to him?"

Natasha's gaze turned dark. "He's different, so I'll definitely say something else."

"Does that mean you're in love with him?"

Natasha didn't know why he would think that way. She was about to reply when he added, "You won't be happy with him. You'll get hurt." His voice was hoarse. Natasha narrowed her eyes and decided there was no need to explain things to him.

"Will I be happy with you? Will I not get hurt if I end up with you?"

Kenneth froze.

"Kenneth, it doesn't matter whether I love him. At least he respects me. Back then, you didn't even bother showing me any respect. How dare you claim he'll hurt me?" Natasha sneered. Seeing that Kenneth was obviously at a loss for words, she snorted. "I'm old enough to stop depending on someone else to be happy. I've got everything I ever wanted."

With that said, she yanked her arm out of his grasp and emerged from the car. Slamming the door shut, she marched upstairs.