Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 165

Chapter 165 The Triplets Visits

Zachary's gaze was filled with despair and helplessness.

It was because he knew Erin would do what she said she would.

He had gotten used to it after so many years.

Erin smiled when she saw her son staying silent. She continued her elegant and gentle act as she said, "I know you won't abandon me for that woman. By the way, I've invited Winnifred for a meal tomorrow. You're coming with me."

He knew what she was planning when Winnifred was mentioned. "I have things to do tomorrow."

"Postpone it," she uttered faintly.

Zachary narrowed his eyes.

"We will meet with Winnifred tomorrow," Erin repeated in a deeper voice.

He clenched his fist before relaxing it and left the room resignedly.

The edge of Erin's lips curved upward as she gazed at his back. I knew he would listen to me.

Natasha went to sleep after she returned home.

When she was sleeping, she felt something pacing around her.

Her mind was still hazy when she woke up. It was then she saw Denise popping out. "Are you awake, Nat?"

Natasha smiled as she stared at her adorable daughter and replied hoarsely, "Yeah, I'm awake."

Denise stared at her, looking as though she had something to say.

Natasha knew her daughter was up to something. "All right, tell me what's going on."

"Did you see a video of a person fighting on the internet, Nat?" Denise asked as she rubbed her head on her mother's body.

Natasha thought about it and nodded. "I did."

"Was that person Daddy?" the girl asked.

Natasha didn't expect her to recognize him. After all, his face was covered in mosaic.

However, she didn't want to lie. "How did you recognize him?"

"I can tell it was him at first glance!" Denise answered.

Natasha was shocked. Is this the effect of blood relations? Even I couldn't tell for sure it was Kenneth if it wasn't for the clothes he was wearing that day. Inside the dim room, she stared at Denise. Her voice still sounded a little hoarse, likely due to her just waking up. "So... are you worried about him?"

Denise nodded.

She immediately spoke again, as though she was worried Natasha would get angry. "Even though I'm a little worried about Daddy, I absolutely like you more than him, Nat! I'll always love you, Mommy!" She promptly dove into her mother's embrace in a rather coquettish manner.

No one could resist the cuteness of a child like her.

She was cute, pretty, and her voice was as sweet as candy.

Of course, Natasha wasn't angry. In fact, her heart was on the verge of melting by how sweet her daughter was.

In reality, she didn't really mind.

It was only natural that a child would worry about their parents and crave their love.

Natasha didn't want to take away her children's love. While she occasionally experienced the desire to be the sole recipient of their love, she was still a very logical person.

"All right. Since you're putting it that way, I believe you." She patted her daughter's head.

"Then, will you take us to visit him?" Denise asked upon raising her head when she saw her mother wasn't angry.

Natasha was stunned. Huh?

"Gramps don't like Daddy. He definitely won't bring us to visit him. So can you take us to the hospital instead, Nat?"

"Now?"

Denise nodded. "Yeah. Daddy suffered severe injuries in order to save you before, and now he got into a fight. He said he's fine on the phone, but I still want to visit him!"

It was clear that Denise was worried about him.

Natasha sighed inwardly. I guess the saying that daughters like their fathers more is true. Even though they hadn't known each other for long, she was already this worried about him... "Please, Nat? Pretty please?" Denise continued to act cute.

Natasha was getting dizzy from her daughter's relentless request. In the end, she nodded resignedly. "Okay."

Denise's eyes lit up when she heard that. "Really?"

"Are you going to let me sleep if I don't agree to it?" Natasha jokingly asked.

"You're the best, Nat!" The girl planted a kiss on her mother's cheek before jumping down the bed excitedly and began looking for appropriate clothes.

"What are you doing?"

"Finding a suitable outfit for you, of course!" When Denise finished speaking, she pulled out a very sexy dress from the wardrobe.

That dress was something Natasha had never worn once because it didn't suit her style.

She only bought it because Denise insisted she did. That was why the dress was kept at the bottom of the wardrobe.

Her glance drifted to Denise. She knew what her daughter was thinking.

Natasha silently put on the dress she wore earlier and said, "I think this is good enough."

Denise was stunned slightly before nodding in agreement. "Okay!"

She wasn't at all disappointed. In fact, she was happy. I think Nat doesn't know that well about herself. Does she think that dress makes her look normal? It still makes her look really pretty. It's not the sexy kind of beautiful, but the elegant and fashionable kind. No one will be able to look away from my beautiful mommy!

It was really hard for her not to voice her thoughts and act unsurprised.

She knew her mother liked to keep a low profile.

And so, both of them walked out of the bedroom.

At the moment, Benjamin and Anthony were helping Terence tidying stuff up.

When the two boys saw their mother and sister walk out, they noticed Denise was blinking at them. They instantly understood what was going on, but continued to pretend to not notice anything. Natasha approached Terrence. "I'll be taking the three of them out for a while, Grandpa."

Terence lifted his head and stared at her. "Where are you going? Aren't you going to eat dinner? It's already pretty late."

"We're just going for a stroll. We'll be back before dinner." She smiled.

His gaze bounced between his family members before he nodded. "All right, then. Don't return too late."

Natasha nodded and turned to the boys. "Let's go."

Anthony didn't show any emotions on his face, but Benjamin couldn't hold back his glee completely. Both of them then followed their mother obediently.

When Terence saw Natasha grabbing the car keys, he asked, "You're driving?"

Natasha turned back and nodded. "Yeah."

Terence's brows furrowed with worry. "Isn't it dangerous for you to drive so soon after what happened?"

She smiled. "It's going to be fine, Grandpa. Am I supposed to not drive forever?"

"But-"

"Don't worry. There's no way I won't drive carefully with my children in the car. Nothing bad will happen. We'll return soon."

Terence wanted to say something else, but Denise cut him off. "Don't worry, Gramps. I'll make sure Nat drives slowly and that our journey will be a safe one!"

Since they had assured him repeatedly, there wasn't much else Terence could say. "Come back soon."

"Got it!" she replied.

With that, the children and their mother left giddily.

To be more precise, it was the triplets who were getting giddy. As for Natasha, she didn't really feel anything special.

Nonetheless, when she thought about meeting with Kenneth, an indescribable feeling still surged within her.