Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 977 Natasha Never Plays By The Rules

Thalia stared wide-eyed and lowered her voice to speak. "How... How should I start?"

Spencer gave her a quick glance and turned on the speakerphone. "It's me."

"Where is Thalia?" Natasha asked without surprise.

Spencer glanced at the passenger seat and replied softly, "She's been tired all night. She's asleep now."

"Oh... I see," Natasha responded.

"Is there something you need? When she wakes up, I'll pass the message on to her," said Spencer.

Natasha fell silent for a moment. "Spencer, you know me well. Don't you really understand why I'm making this call?" He pursed his lips. "Speak your mind."

"All right. If that's the case, I'll just ask directly," Natasha began.

"Your turn to speak. What exactly happened yesterday? And what's going on with Kenneth?" Natasha asked directly. Upon hearing those words, a slight frown crept onto Spencer's face, and he remained silent for a long time.

On the other end of the phone, Natasha suddenly let out a soft laugh. "Alright, I understand."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Your silence is the best answer," Natasha said softly, "There's nothing else. I'm hanging up now."

And so, without waiting for Spencer to say anything more, she ended the call abruptly.

As the phone call ended, Thalia turned to Spencer. "I told you she would definitely guess it. She knows us so well that even if you say nothing, it's the same..." As she spoke, Thalia's brows furrowed in unease. After a moment of thought, she suddenly said, "No, it's better to tell her. At least she'll have some idea. But if you don't, she'll only imagine the worst..." She looked up at Spencer as she spoke.

What Thalia said did make some sense.

Spencer's brows were deeply furrowed. He knew Natasha well. If she could not get an answer to her question, she would not ask again. Instead, she would investigate it herself. But now, her body...

Looking at the phone, Spencer said, "Call her back."

Thalia immediately picked up her phone and dialed back. However, a moment later, her brows furrowed.

Looking at Spencer, she spoke, "I can't get through. The phone is in an unreachable state."

Spencer's brows furrowed tightly.

"Do you think she might do something foolish?" Thalia asked.

"No way!" Spencer was very certain.

"How do you know?"

Spencer turned to look at her. His gaze was very firm. "She has personally witnessed the painful death of her parents and still managed to pull through. She won't give up easily. Moreover, she still has her grandpa and the three little ones. So, she won't!" Spencer said, emphasizing each word.

Thalia listened and nodded. "It makes sense." But after some thought, she could not help but ask, "So what do you think she will do?"

Spencer narrowed his eyes. "She has always been unpredictable. Honestly, I can't guess what she'll do next. But one thing is for sure, she won't give up until she sees Kenneth!"

Listening to his words, Thalia nodded. "You're right. If it were me, I wouldn't give up either."

With that, she looked at Spencer. "Then you better hurry. Don't let her do anything drastic."

Upon hearing that, he immediately quickened his pace.

After Natasha hung up the phone, there was no change in her facial expression.

She rose to her feet and sought out a set of clothes. Even though it drained all her energy, she rested for a while in her wheelchair after getting dressed. She then applied some simple makeup. Looking at her still somewhat refined reflection in the mirror, she forced a small smile onto her lips.

After feeling fairly satisfied with herself, she got up and walked outside.

Even though every step she took drained her strength considerably, she still managed to avoid Denise and slowly made her way into the courtyard. It was not until she finally settled into the car that she let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Pulling out the car keys, Natasha took a glance. Fortunately, Dave had given them a spare set of car keys earlier. She did not expect they would actually come in handy.

Setting the keys aside, Natasha started the car and drove off.

Her gaze was resolute. Even if everyone was keeping secrets from her, she was still determined to go.

Some things, if left undone, would become a lifetime of regret.

Natasha was the kind of person who refused to live with regrets.

She drove the car and headed forward.

Just then, a car came straight toward her. Upon reaching her, it forced her to a complete stop.

Natasha did not get out of the car. She just sat there and fixed her gaze on the other driver.

Spencer and Thalia exchanged glances, and in perfect sync, they opened the car doors and got out. They approached Natasha and promptly knocked on the glass. The car window slid down. When Thalia saw Natasha, she furrowed her brows. "Have you lost your mind?"

"What's wrong?" Natasha asked softly.

"Aren't you aware of your condition?" Thalia asked.

"I know," Natasha spoke up. "But I should be able to hold on until I see him."

The words Thalia wanted to say were stuck in her throat. She was unable to utter a single sentence.

Yes, I had every intention of telling her, but when I actually saw her, I found those words so hard to utter.

Her lips moved for quite a while, yet she did not manage to say anything.

At that moment, Spencer looked at Natasha. "Get out of the car."

"What if I refuse?" Natasha asked.

Spencer took a deep breath. "Do you believe that you may have already died in a car accident when Kenneth is still fine?"

Upon hearing those words, Natasha's eyes slightly narrowed. "Are you saying that Kenneth is... unharmed now?"

Indeed, in her eyes, there was only Kenneth.

Even when angry, Spencer took a deep breath and said, "Of course. As long as I'm around, he won't be in trouble for a while."

Hearing that, Natasha's heart finally settled heavily.

Looking up, she gazed at Spencer. "Take me to see him."

Seeing Spencer remain silent, Natasha spoke up, "Aren't you just afraid of me replaceing out? But I already know now. What's the point in you all keeping this from me?"

"Indeed, we aren't."

"What else is there to say?" Natasha retorted.

Spencer looked at her. "Get in the back. I'll drive you there."

Upon hearing that, Natasha did not hesitate. She immediately pushed the car door open to get out. Her movements were so swift and fierce that she almost fell. Seeing that, Thalia quickly reached out and steadied her.

To her surprise, Natasha did not seem to mind at all. She just smiled at her and said, "It's okay." Then, she propped herself up and moved directly toward the back seat.

Thalia was right beside her, supporting her and watching her. For some inexplicable reason, she felt a pang of heartache.

Indeed, Natasha was no ordinary woman. She did not seek death or court disaster, nor did she use so-called connections to oppress others. Whatever she wanted to do, she relied solely on herself. Looking at her, Thalia felt both heartache and admiration.

How wonderful it would be if all women could be like her. But she knew very well that she could not do it. Not everyone could.