Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 214

Chapter 214 Seemingly Harmless But Not Spencer could finally let out a sigh of relief when the car stopped at the hospital. Despite Natasha's young age, her driving style was completely unlike her character -reckless. When he stepped out of the car, Spencer could not help but sneak a glance at her. "Nat, I don't want to nag, but you're a girl, and I think it's better for you to be gentle." Natasha narrowed her eyes. "Gentle?" "Yes!" Spencer nodded. "Men love gentle women. Aren't you afraid that Kenneth will stop liking you one day if you keep this up?" At that, Natasha drew her brows together.

He already disliked me once. What should I be afraid of now? She then rolled her eyes at Spencer. "I have a suggestion for you too." "What is it?" "Man up." Spencer inhaled sharply. He felt humiliated. When he saw Natasha getting down from the car, he hurriedly followed suit. "Nat, I'm saying that for your sake, but what about you?" "Mhm, I'm saying that for your sake too." "You-" Just as Spencer was about to say something else, he lifted his head to see the hospital and frowned. "Why are you taking me to the hospital?" "For a checkup." With that, Natasha walked into the building. "A checkup?" Spencer's frown deepened. His eyes then flitted toward Natasha's back.

"What kind of illness do you have that I can't diagnose for you? Did you have to bring me to the hospital?" Despite his rambling, he followed closely behind Natasha. Soon, they reached the outside of the ward. Coincidentally, a nurse came out of the room. When she saw them, she started, "You're..." Then, shock flashed through her eyes. Natasha was already beautiful, but the man beside her... was divine. How can any man in this world be so gorgeous? "I'm here to visit someone," Natasha told her. "Oh, you're family, right?" the nurse said with a smile. Natasha did not agree or disagree with that. "My, she's already at this state, but you're still here to visit her. I knew it; pretty people simply have kind hearts," the nurse said before turning back to them. "Go on ahead." "Thank you."

The nurse inclined her head, and she could not help but glance at Spencer one more time. Spencer gazed at her and shot her a gentlemanly smile. "Thank you." It was as if that smile stole her soul. The nurse flushed and quickly ran off, hugging her patient's medical records close to her chest. “Did you see that? I'm as charming as ever..." Spencer remarked, but when he turned his head, he realized no one was there anymore. Turning his head to the other side, he realized that she had entered the ward. "You simply don't appreciate me." With that, Spencer entered after her. Erin was lying on the bed in the ward. Her wounds had yet to fully heal, and she was still swashed with bandages. Natasha looked at her with calm eyes. Spencer only realized something after moving closer to the bed. "Isn't this the woman from that day?" Natasha nodded. "You've taken me here to give her a checkup?

"Spencer inquired, baffled. "She encountered an accident when Desmond was sending her out of the country. He then used that incident to vent his frustration on Kenneth," Natasha replied. "And?" Spencer asked. "I don't think things are that simple," she continued. "You mean..." Natasha bobbed her head. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Kenneth's matter has nothing to do with me, so I'm not going to get involved." He then turned to leave. However, before he could actually do that, Natasha grabbed him from behind. "Kenneth's involved with you, not me, so why should I help him?" Spencer yelped. "This happened because of me, so I have to do something about this," Natasha told him. "Then do it yourself." Natasha went silent for a moment. "Okay. In that case, you can leave." She then let go of him. Spencer stiffened. He was surprised to see her agree to him so easily, and he turned to look at her. "Really?" "Yes." Natasha nodded. Still, Spencer did not believe that she was going to let him go so easily. "Are you sure?" Natasha nodded again. The more she did that, the more diffident Spencer became. He wanted to leave, but he did not have the courage to do that. In the end, he could not help but ask, "Tell me what you're going to do next.

"Natasha only smiled in silence at him. Her smile sent chills down his spine, and he thought, This woman's the devil! She looks harmless, but I can never tell what she's about to do next! "Forget it! I'll just check her up?" As he spoke, he turned to walk toward Erin's bed. Natasha continued to watch him quietly. A moment later, Spencer said, "She's already in a vegetative state, so what's there to check up about?" "Does she really have no chance of waking up anymore?" "What's the point of waking? She'll be paralyzed even if she wakes. The only thing she'll be able to do is to speak; she won't be able to move at all," Spencer said to her. "If that's the way she's going to live, she might as well die. Who'd be able to stand a life like that?" However, Natasha narrowed her eyes and said, "That'll be enough." "So what you want is for her to speak the truth? Have you ever thought about how the truth might not be what you think it is?" Spencer asked.

"Then that is my issue. Just tell me whether or not you're confident in waking her up," Natasha replied. When Spencer turned back to the woman on the bed, the look in his eyes turned solemn. After pursing his lips, he muttered, "Eighty percent." "So that's a yes?" "If you have asked me here within the golden seventy-two hours, the chances of her waking will be even higher." Natasha smiled. "I did. Do it then." "Now?" Natasha nodded. Spencer turned to her to make sure that she was not joking with him before nodding. "Okay." With that said, he took out a fancy black fabric bag and opened it. In there were numerous needles. It was then Spencer dropped the insouciant demeanor and turned solemn. Looking at him, Natasha asked, "How long do you need?" "Ten minutes." "Okay." Natasha glanced at the time. "I'll buy time for you." With that said, she turned to head out and guard the room. Spencer did not even turn to look at her as he began inserting the needles. There was no reaction from the person on the bed until more and more needles were inserted into her. A few minutes later, when the nurse and the doctor came for their routine checkup, they saw Natasha standing by the doorway. They frowned. "You're..." "Oh, she's here to visit the patient," the nurse said.

However, she then turned to Natasha. "Why aren't you inside to visit her? Also, where's your companion?" Just as those words were out of the nurse's mouth, the doctor sensed something amiss. He shot a strange look at Natasha before pushing the door to enter the ward. However, Natasha stopped him. "What are you doing?" the doctor asked. Natasha lowered her eyes to look at the time. "Ten more seconds." The doctor was baffled by her response. "What do you mean ten seconds? Move aside." However, Natasha clearly did not intend to step aside. "If you're not going to move aside, I'm going to call the cops!" By then, ten seconds had passed and Natasha lifted her head to look at the doctor with a smile. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude." With that, she stepped aside. The doctor gave her another glance. She's pretty, but why is she acting so weird? He then pushed the door open and entered. Yet, when he saw the scene inside, he knitted his brows.