Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 632

Chapter 632

Spencer was driven to a corner as Thalia eyed him intently.

After a few moments, he said, "I don't know yet."

"That means I'm probably poisoned?" she asked.

He took a deep breath and gazed at her. "Logically, yes."

Thalia felt her heart sank instantaneously.

At that moment, she didn't feel the slightest hint of sorrow. Instead, only regrets filled her heart as she looked at him.

"But you don't have to worry because I won't let anything happen to you. I'll create an antidote as soon as possible="

"Spencer, I love you. I really, really love you!" Thalia piped up while staring into his eyes.

Spencer was stunned. Various emotions swirled in his eyes as he regarded her with an unfathomable look.

Thalia continued, "Don't worry. You don't have to give me an answer now, nor am I hoping to get an answer from you. I said that because I don't want to regret keeping these feelings to myself. Spencer, I fell for you at first sight. That was when you rescued me when I was little. Although I don't understand why you're always avoiding and rejecting me, those aren't important anymore. I only hope that you won't forge me even when you're with another woman in the future. Remember that there was once a woman who loved you very, very much. I'd be contented even if you reserved the smallest corner in your heart for me

The next second, Spencer suddenly pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

He didn't say a word and merely expressed all the unsaid things in the form of a powerful embrace.

Thalia was taken aback. Even though she now knew Spencer was a little interested in her, the insignificant amount of affection he conveyed via the hug wasn't enough to convince her.

She muttered beside his ear, "I used to fantasize about marrying you and giving birth to your child. I figured our child would be very adorable and good-looking. It seems like these wishes won't be coming true now. Spencer, if you ever get married someday, please don't tell me because I certainly won't want to know. I'm just a selfish person. It's not that I don't want you to be happy, but I simply can't accept that outcome. I am so selfish that I hope you'll belong only to me—”

"In that case, I won't get married. I'll remain yours for the rest of my life," Spencer abruptly murmured while holding her close.

Thalia was dumbfounded. She even thought her ears were playing tricks on her.

"Spencer..." she mumbled.

Only then did he gradually let go of her and bored his captivating eyes into her grimly. “Thalia, rest assured. I won't let anything happen to you. If I fail to save you in the end, I'll keep you company in the afterlife."

She froze before frowning. "Spencer, you're joking, right?"

"I'm always serious toward you," he enunciated.

Thalia's eyes shone. She immediately reached out to cover his mouth. "No, no, no. I don't want that, Spencer. I forbid you from saying things like that. Although I don't wish for you to be with another woman, I still want you to live. I just hope you won't forget about me."

He grasped her hand and placed it on his chest, above his heart. Staring into her eyes, he whispered, "How could I ever forget you? I've etched you here long ago, and I'll never forget you even if I want to."

She shifted her gaze from where his heart was to his face. "A-Are you serious?"

He nodded.

Thalia was stumped. She didn't care if he was merely saying those words to comfort her or being genuinely earnest. She was about to die from getting poisoned anyway, so she chose to believe him.

Thalia buried her face in his embrace. I'll be selfish for once. As long as I'm able to spend the remaining time I have with Spencer, I won't have any more regrets in this life.

Complicated emotions churned within Spencer as he hugged her.

After a long while, he said, "Don't worry. I won't let anything bad happen to you, even if I have to risk my life."

She remained silent and continued leaning against his chest. Her eyes were closed, but the corner of her lips was curled into a smile.

Meanwhile, Natasha was sitting on the bed with her three children surrounding her bedside inside the room.

Taking in their concerned faces, she felt utterly helpless.

At that moment, there wasn't anything unusual going on with her body, nor was she feeling the slightest discomfort. On the contrary, she felt relaxed and inexplicably at ease.

Staring at them, Natasha said, "The way you all are looking at me makes me feel as if I'm old. What's the matter? Have I become a burden to you?"

Anthony eyed her. "Nat! You know that's not what we mean!"

"If that's not the case, why are you wearing those long faces?" she asked.

"Nat, we're worried about you..."

"Worried about what?"

"Look at your body's condition lately. You've never been so weak in the past, but now, you're passing out because of anemia? How is this happening?"

"Am I not allowed to be anemic after transferring so much blood?"

"That's not it. We just think..." Anthony didn't quite know how to put his thoughts into sentences.

"Instead of watching me with those troubled faces, why don't you prepare something delicious for me to keep me well-nourished? Once I'm supplemented with nutrients, you wouldn't have to worry about me anymore, no?" Natasha suggested.

Seeing her optimistic and proactive demeanor significantly reduced the three kids' anxieties.

"Nat, I'll cook something tasty for you right now." Denise turned around and jogged out of the room as she spoke.

At that moment, Natasha arched her brows at Anthony and Benjamin. "Did you see that? Action speaks louder than words."

"I got it, Nat," Anthony replied.

Benjamin got up as well. "Do you want to drink some water, Nat?"

"As a boy, you shouldn't ask a girl if she wants something. Just do it and bring the water here," Natasha responded.

Benjamin went to pour a glass of water and handed it to his mother subserviently. "Here you go, Nat."

She nodded. "Good. That's more like it. Benjamin, you must remember this. When you're with a girl in the future, don't constantly ask her if she wants to buy or eat something. If you're uncertain or hesitant, just purchase those things. That'll always be the right thing to do."

Hearing that, Benjamin retorted, "I'm not getting a girlfriend!"

Natasha fell into a momentary daze while gaping at him. "A-Are you saying you like boys?"

Benjamin was rendered speechless.

Anthony couldn't contain his urge to laugh as he chuckled out loud.

"Nat!"

"Uhm, I'm not a traditionalist or anything. Benjamin, even if you're really—"

Benjamin, crimson-faced, hastily explained, "Ah! That's not what I was trying to say, Nat. I don't like boys. I-I'm normal!"

Natasha looked at her younger son with her eyes widened. "That's not it?"

"Of course not!"

Only then did she relax. "It's fine if you're not. In that case, that's all the more reason for you to heed my advice. Just do as I say, and you're golden."

Benjamin knew any more elaboration would merely cause more misunderstandings, so he uttered in resignation, "I got it."

Natasha turned to look at Anthony, whose face flushed from howling with laughter, and added, "And you..."