Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Do Not Trample Over Me

"Zachary?" Before Zachary could finish, a woman's coquettish voice was heard from behind him.

Natasha raised her head and saw a woman in a Chanel outfit. That woman was staring at him with a surprised look.

Zachary heard the voice and turned back, though he immediately frowned when he saw who it was.

"It really is you." That woman approached him and glanced at the couple on a date.

Envy flashed across the woman's eyes when her line of sight landed on Natasha. Why is there such a beautiful woman here? Even though she was just sitting there with her legs crossed and with her long hair draped over her shoulder, she looked so elegant and beautiful. She looks almost like a female lead in a movie...

Winnifred appeared to be lost in her thoughts for a second as she stared at Natasha.

Natasha was also studying Winnifred with confidence reflected in her calm eyes. I can tell from her reaction that her relationship with Zachary isn't a normal one.

Winnifred returned to her senses, as though she was scorched by Natasha's stare. She turned her gaze back to Zachary. "Is this why you weren't willing to go on a date with me?"

Her finger was pointed at Natasha.

Zachary furrowed his eyebrows. "This has nothing to do with her." He immediately stood up. "Let's talk outside."

Of course, Winnifred wasn't willing to leave. She stared at Natasha, looking as though she had found dirt on him. "No need. We can just talk here."

Zachary's line of sight alternated between the two women as helplessness filled his eyes.

Natasha had a pretty good idea of what was going on, so she gracefully rubbed her lower lip and stood up. "I'm going to the restroom. You two can talk first."

Each movement she took in her dress was enough to dazzle someone.

Winnifred suddenly asked, "Aren't you curious about who I am?"

"Winnifred!" Zachary tried to stop her.

Natasha turned back to stare at Zachary and Winnifred before she smiled. "It doesn't matter to me, because Zachary and I are just normal friends." She then headed to the restroom. Just normal friends... Zachary's eyebrows furrowed as he stared at Natasha. Is that what I am to her? Doesn't she feel anything else for me?

Winnifred was also similarly astonished. What does she mean by that? I thought she'll declare a fight with me. This is different from what I thought.

She turned back to Zachary and asked, "Are you two really only friends?"

Bitterness flashed across Zachary's eyes.

He swallowed the words he wanted to say.

It was then Winnifred realized what was going on as she noticed his silent, bitter look. A sneer escaped her mouth. "So, she's the only one who sees you as a normal friend."

Her words ticked Zachary off. "This is my matter, Winnifred. It has nothing to do with you."

"Of course it has everything to do with me. You rejected our marriage proposal because of her, but it seems like she doesn't like you at all."

"That's also my personal matter!" He raised his voice in anger and emphasized, "It doesn't matter to me if she likes me or not. All that matters is that I like her. As such, the only person I want to marry is her!" Winnifred narrowed her round eyes at him. It was obvious that his words had hurt her.

"What about me?" she asked.

"The one who's interested in a marriage with you is the Lynch family, not me. If you want to get married, just go to the Lynch family!"

Winnifred stared at him with reddened eyes. "Are you saying the only way I can get married is through marriage arrangements? That no one wants to marry me willingly? Do you think I would've agreed to it if not for you? Do you really not understand or are you just pretending to not understand?" As she spoke, beads of tears streamed down her cheeks before dropping to the ground like pearls. Zachary paused as he stared at her in shock.

"You can decide not to marry me, but you can't trample over me!" With that, Winnifred glared at him before leaving the building.

He stood still like a silent statue as he tried to tidy the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

After a while, Natasha returned from the restroom.

Zachary turned to her with a forced smile.

"She's left?" she asked.

He nodded.

It was then Natasha looked at the time. "I think it's about time I head home."

"I'll send you back," Zachary offered.

She stared at him, thought for a while, and nodded.

On the way back, she remained silent.

Zachary shot a side glance at her. "Don't you have anything you want to ask me about?"

Natasha pondered for a bit before looking at him. "It's your private matter. If you want to tell me about it, I'll listen to it as your friend."

Friend... She called me a friend again. Of course, he knew why she was emphasizing that word.

"Seems like you really don't mind it at all." A bitter smile formed on Zachary's face.

Natasha stared at him with her clear eyes quietly.

"I... was going to confess to you," he said as he flashed a wry smile.

Natasha simply kept looking at him quietly.

It was because she didn't know what to say.

Zachary glanced at her again as a look of resignation filled his eyes. "I didn't expect she would show up and ruin my plan."

"Who is she?"

"Someone that the Lynch family wants me to marry."

She narrowed her eyes at him.

Zachary took in a deep breath and explained, "I'm the illegitimate son of Desmond Lynch, the CEO of Lynch Corporation. I was raised by him overseas and I only came back here after I was an adult. A few years ago, his eldest son was involved in a car accident and became disabled. At the same time, Lynch Corporation had been struggling with its businesses over the past few years. They were in desperate need of help, so they require a large sum of funds to stay afloat. Thus, they want me to take over the company and marry the daughter of the Lenoir family. That way, the company can survive."

Natasha listened on with pursed lips.

Just then, the car rolled to a stop.

He fixed his gaze on her. "I don't care about taking over Lynch Corporation or the marriage. I just want to live my own life and be with someone I love. That's enough for me to be happy."

He made his stance pretty clear with his words.

Natasha stared back at him instead of averting her gaze. "Sometimes... the circumstances of our birth aren't determined by us. Can you really stand idly by as you watch your family's company fall?" Zachary was stunned slightly and grew silent.

She knew he couldn't do that.

She turned her gaze to look outside the window. The car had arrived at the residential area.

She turned back to Zachary and smiled. "Thank you for telling me all this, Zachary. As your friend, I suggest you don't do anything that you'll regret in the future."

When she finished, she unbuckled her seatbelt. "Also, thank you for treating me to a meal today. Goodbye."

She opened the door and was about to exit the car when he grabbed her.