You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 162

Natasha got up and headed outside.

Terence was coming back inside at the same time. When he saw her, he smiled. "You're awake, Nat?" "Yeah." She nodded.

Terence's brows furrowed when he saw her looking unwell. "What's wrong? Are you feeling any discomfort?" Natasha thought about it and explained, "I dreamed about my childhood. The day when I lost Mom and Dad..."

Terence was taken aback for a second before he comforted, "It's already in the past, Nat."

"That fire and my parent's deaths aren't an accident!"

Hearing that, Terence subconsciously averted his gaze. "There were so many people who saw it happen back then. The result of the investigation said the same things, too. It was an accident." "If that is the case, then why didn't you let me do what I wanted, just like my dad?"

Terence turned back to face her. "Because I want you to lead a normal life. Why must you insist on doing that?"

"I'm not insisting it, Grandpa. The only reason you're forbidding me from doing so is that you think it's linked to Dad's death."

For a long time, Natasha had been obeying Terence's orders. Even if she wanted to investigate the matter, she would do so in secret instead of arguing about it with him in the open.

She had no idea what was going on with her. It could be because of her dream or because she wasn't feeling well.

Terence stared at her in resignation.

She was right about his reason for forbidding her from pursuing that goal.

He knew Natasha was very skilled with computers since she was a child. However, he didn't know what kind of world the internet was like, only that it was a scary one. Otherwise, her father wouldn't have

died.

That was why he didn't want her to pursue that path out of fear that she would die while doing so. He was also afraid she would be blinded by revenge upon learning the truth. All he wanted was for her to live a good life.

When his train of thought stopped there, Terence stared at her. "In any case, you're the only one I have left. I just hope you'll lead a safe, happy life. I don't care about anything else." When he finished, he turned and prepared to head out.

"Grandpa!" Natasha suddenly called out to him.

She stared at his back and apologized, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to talk back to you..."

Terence's figure visibly shook.

Natasha approached him and looked at him. "I just want to let you know that I'm no longer a child, Grandpa. I understand what you're trying to say, but there's no need for you to worry. What you're afraid of will never happen again. I can protect myself and not let you worry."

Terence turned back and stared at her. His lips twitched, but he ultimately didn't say anything.

"All right, I'm going to take a shower. I'll be heading out soon." She smiled as the atmosphere relaxed.

"Your injury's not recovered yet. Where are you going?" he asked.

"Zachary's inviting me for a meal. I'll be back once I'm done!"

Terence nodded when he heard that. "Go then. Go and dress up."

"Mhm!" Before Natasha left, she recalled something and turned toward him. "I also dreamed about how he looked when he rescued me, Grandpa..."

When she mentioned that, he paused and gazed at her. "But he doesn't remember anything now."

She smiled and left wordlessly to clean herself.

A look of resignation flashed across Terence's eyes as he watched her leave.

After Natasha cleaned and dressed up, she left the house.

Upon leaving the room, she didn't see where Terence went.

She knew she was acting too rashly earlier. I held myself back for so long and almost lost it because of a dream.

After she adjusted her emotions, she headed downstairs.

Zachary was making a call on the ground floor. He was stunned when he saw her.

She was wearing a light-yellow slim dress. Her already fair skin looked as though it was glowing thanks to her dress. Her seaweed-like long hair was casually draped behind her. When she approached him, he slim and tall body made her look like a celebrity walking on a stage. She was so beautiful that people would have a hard time looking away.

At that moment, Zachary suddenly felt a little jealous of Kenneth.

That was because Kenneth had once kept her by his side.

It would've been so nice if she was mine from the start. Upon hanging up the phone, Zachary pushed the door open and exit the vehicle.

"Thanks for waiting!" Natasha stared at him.

Zachary shook his head as he stared at her. "Not at all. I just arrived not too long ago."

"So, where to?" she asked.

He opened the door for her gentlemanly. "I already booked the place. You'll know once we arrive."

Natasha stared at him and got into the car without thinking much.

Zachary occasionally glanced at Natasha as he drove.

She was currently not in a great mood. Her thoughts weren't at all focused on him as her dress was used to cover up the tiny wounds on her body. She didn't notice the dress she picked for that purpose made her look stunning.

Her beauty wasn't something that she was paying attention to, especially at that moment.

The car was on the road for more than half an hour before it stopped in front of a restaurant.

After Zachary handed his car keys to a valet, he entered the restaurant with Natasha.

There weren't a lot of people inside the high-class restaurant, for only the richest people could afford to eat at such a place.

The moment Natasha walked into the building, she immediately drew everyone's attention to her. She didn't notice it, but Zachary did. His vanity as a man was satisfied when he saw that. With a grin, he brought her inside.

When they arrived at a table next to the window, he pulled out the chair for her.

"Thanks," Natasha said.

"No problem!"

After both of them were seated, Zachary asked, "You've been silent the whole journey. Is something bothering you?"

Natasha shook her head, though it was obvious she was still troubled by something. "No."

He could tell she wasn't in a great mood, despite what she said.

"Is it because of Kenneth?" Zachary asked.

Natasha turned to him when he mentioned that. "Why did you ask that?"

"Because I can't think of anything else." His smile was as bright as ever.

The edges of her lips curved upward. "There are a lot of troubles that worry a beautiful woman, but not all of them are related to men."

Zachary grinned. "So you're saying that it's not?"

Seeing how he was asking in a tentative tone, Natasha closed her eyes and threw her own question at him. "How about you? Is there a reason why you're asking me out on a date today?" Since she had changed the topic, he decided not to keep questioning her. "Yes. I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Tell me." She couldn't imagine the reason he had for inviting her.

Zachary smiled at her. "No need to rush. We can talk about it as we eat." He then called for a server to order their food.

Natasha raised her eyebrow silently.

After they ordered their food, he continued to chat with her about mundane things.

After they almost finished their meals, he stared at her and brought up the main topic. "Nat, I invited you to a date today because..."