You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 42

Despite her weak physical state, Natasha was still as feisty as usual.

Kenneth's interest was piqued when he noticed her penetrating eyes glaring at him. He walked over and asked, "Why? Are you jealous?"

"Jealous?" Natasha questioned before immediately denying it. "That's impossible."

"Why would it be impossible? Why do you keep bringing her up if you aren't jealous?" Kenneth asked as a strange look flashed across his dark, solemn eyes.

"I'm just curious," she replied.

"What are you curious about?"

"I'm just wondering what kind of woman is capable of capturing your heart," Natasha said.

"Why would you be curious about her?" "I don't think it's strange for a woman you had abandoned to be curious about this. Don't you think so?" asked Natasha. Kenneth narrowed his eyes when he heard the word "abandoned" come out of her mouth. Even though she said it casually, the word still sounded offensive to him. "Natasha, you don't have to be so harsh. I did not abandon you."

"Am I wrong?"

"We only got married because of Grandpa. There were no feelings of love between us, so our divorce was the best decision for both of us," Kenneth explained. Upon hearing his words, Natasha gathered her expression as she retracted the disappointment in her eyes. Then she nodded. "That... makes sense."

The expression in her eyes somehow gave Kenneth the feeling that he had hurt her.

He furrowed his eyebrows and asked, "Why? Did you have feelings for me?"

The corner of her pale lips curled upward as Natasha scoffed, "I must be crazy if I had

feelings for you."

Somehow Natasha's words were always so unpleasant to his ears.

Looking at her sternly, Kenneth warned, "It's not entirely impossible for you to turn crazy. Natasha, it would be best if you stopped being curious about my affairs before things spiral out of control." "Don't worry. I wasn't planning on falling for the same trap twice."

Kenneth was at a loss of words.

Would it hurt for her to refrain from saying unnecessary things?

Knowing that Kenneth was about to lose his cool, Natasha quickly changed the topic.

"All right, I'm tired. I'm going to rest. You may leave now."

With that, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

It was a good thing that she reacted fast enough. Who knew what Kenneth would do if she were to provoke him any further?

Finally, the air in the room was quiet. Kenneth glanced in Natasha's direction and watched her sleep. Her face was still flushed, and beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead. Yet, despite being in such a worn state, she still looked unrealistically beautiful.

A suspicion grew within him as he wondered how different she had become even though she still looked the same as before, and there were no changes in her appearance throughout the years. Could there be something wrong with my eyes?

Kenneth's lips contorted into a snicker as he pondered.

As he listened to Natasha's steady breathing, he stood up and gently put the blanket on her before leaving the ward quietly.

In the corridor, Kenneth dialed Fabian's number.

"Mr. Hamilton, how can I help you?" Fabian queried.

After a moment of silence, Kenneth finally spoke up. "Do you have Gaston's information in your hands?"

"H-How did you know?" Fabian asked in surprise.

"Name a price. I want you to hand over the information to the police tonight," Kenneth instructed.

Fabian realized that things seemed to be getting out of hand. "Did he do something to offend you?"

"I just think that a person like him should be taught a lesson." Although Kenneth's tone of voice sounded nonchalant, Fabian knew that Gaston must have offended him.

"Initially, I only collected information about him because I did not like him.

Never would I have expected it to come in handy. Then I shall not stand on ceremony, Mr. Hamilton!" Fabian exclaimed.

"Okay."

"Just transfer whatever amount you think the information is worth to me." Fabian chuckled.

However, Kenneth did not respond. Instead, he tapped on his phone, and within seconds, Fabian received a text message on his phone.

When Fabian saw the text message, his eyes lit up. "Mr. Hamilton, have a good rest. Rest assured that I shall handle this issue perfectly. Satisfaction is guaranteed!" Fabian said with excitement evident in his voice.

"I've just sent you an address. Bring a fresh set of clothes to me when you come to pick me up.

"What are you doing in a hospital? Are you hurt?"

"I'm not hurt. Just do as I instructed," Kenneth replied.

Without questioning further, Fabian responded, "Got it!"

After ending the call, Kenneth glanced at the ward before he turned around and walked back in.

Natasha was sleeping soundly.

Later that night, the flush on Natasha's face gradually faded, and she no longer broke out in cold sweat. It was probably due to the effects of the medication.

After making sure that her condition was improving, Kenneth finally sat on the couch at the side of the ward and fell asleep.

The following day, sunshine poured through the window, forcing Natasha to open her eyes.

She scanned her surroundings and noticed that she was no longer on the drip. Her body was free of needles, and she was feeling much better.

She was about to leave the bed when Natasha noticed someone was sleeping on the couch in front of her. When she realized who the man was, she was stunned for a moment.

Did Kenneth not go back last night and spend the night here?

Despite it being a fact, she still could not believe her eyes.

This was something that he would never have done when they were married in the past.

Scenes of him showing up and the way he protected her when he was carrying her away from last night flashed through her mind. Undeniably, Natasha felt a tinge of delight when Kenneth showed up. At the very least, she no longer hated him as much as before.

As she observed his side profile that was glowing under the mellow sunlight casting on his body, she realized that he looked much more mature than six years ago, and his facial features looked more masculine.

It was undeniable that Kenneth's physical appearance was her cup of tea.

However...

Just as Natasha was staring off into space, her phone suddenly rang.

The phone ringing jolted Natasha to her senses and woke Kenneth up as well. He sat up and directed his gaze toward her.

Natasha immediately averted her gaze and hastily searched for her phone.

Realizing she was already awake, Kenneth furrowed his brows as he got up from the couch and walked to her. "How are you feeling? Better?"

With a nod, she answered, "Yes, I'm fine now.

Natasha's phone continued to ring, and it was still nowhere to be found.

Kenneth shot her a peculiar look before reaching out for the phone on the other end of the table and bringing it to her.

Unfortunately, he saw the name on the caller ID when he picked up her phone.

Caller ID: Big Darling.

The name felt like a stab to his heart.

After Natasha took the phone over from Kenneth, she glanced at him and wondered how she was going to pick up the call in his presence.

She hesitated for a moment and decided to hang up the call.

"Aren't you going to take the call?" Kenneth asked with a raised brow. The gentle expression from earlier instantly became stern.

"It's not convenient..." Natasha tried to come up with an excuse but failed.

"Why would it be inconvenient? Are you afraid for him to know that I've spent the night here with you?"

Natasha was at a loss of words as she looked at Kenneth in puzzlement.

"Your boyfriend is such a generous person. He gave you the freedom to dine with a male client and did not bother to check on you for the whole night. Did he finally remember about you now?" There was nothing else that she could say.

With furrowed brows, she asked, "Kenneth, can you stop being sarcastic?"