You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 43

"How am I being sarcastic?" Kenneth questioned.

He merely felt annoyed by her reaction.

However, when Natasha was about to say something, her phone rang again.

The call was again, from "Big Darling".

Almost immediately, Natasha kept her phone beneath her body like she was trying to hide something. She must not pick up the call in Kenneth's presence. This time, a look of thunder clouded Kenneth's face.

"Do you need me to explain the situation on your behalf?" Kenneth asked with a brooding expression.

"No, there's no need for that." Natasha shook her head as she continued to press on her phone with her body weight, unable to relax.

"I'm your ex-husband so it's not strange for me to show up in your ward," he explained.

"Forget it." Natasha shook her head with a smile.

Upon her reaction, Kenneth had a complicated expression on his face.

Natasha's phone rang once again as if the caller was after her life. However, Natasha still had no intention of picking up the call.

Kenneth stared at her for a long time before leaving the ward.

When the door closed, Natasha finally let out a sigh of relief.

She immediately took out her phone and answered the call.

"Nat, what happened to you?" Anthony asked over the line.

"Nothing. Nothing happened to me," Natasha explained as she kept her eyes on the door.

"You stayed out the whole night and did not respond to any messages and calls from us. We were worried sick," said Anthony.

"I'm sorry for worrying you. I'll be back in a while. Let's talk about this tonight, all right?"

"Are you really okay?"

"Yes, I am. Aren't I talking to you over the phone right now? Don't worry, I'm fine," Natasha reassured.

"All right then," George heaved a sigh of relief. "Don't come back too late."

"Got it."

"Nat, I love you." Denise's cute voice sounded from the other end of the line.

Upon hearing Denise's gentle voice, Natasha could feel warmth bloom in her chest. She then smiled and gently replied, "I love you too."

Meanwhile, Kenneth was smoking on the other side of the door.

He could hear Natasha's talking on the phone loud and clear.

He felt inexplicably annoyed and unhappy when he heard her saying "I love you" to the other person on the line.

He then put out his cigarette and returned to the ward.

The moment Natasha saw him enter the ward, she acted as if nothing had happened and quickly kept her phone back in her bag, ready to leave. "Why didn't you ask him to pick you up?" Kenneth scoffed.

"No, that's unnecessary. I can go back by myself."

"It seems like your relationship with him is not as close as I thought," Kenneth remarked.

He was trying hard to obtain some information about the other man from Natasha to make him feel better about himself.

However, Natasha merely flashed a smile at him and could not be bothered with his remark.

His mood got worse when he saw that smile of hers.

Suddenly, Kenneth's phone rang.

He took out his phone and checked the caller ID before subconsciously directing his gaze toward Natasha.

When she felt his eyes were on her after checking the caller ID, Natasha immediately guessed who the caller was.

"Go ahead." Natasha motioned for him to pick up the call. "Don't worry. I won't make a single sound."

Kenneth hesitated for a moment before he replied, "I'm not like you."

With that, he answered the call. "Hello."

"Kenneth, my parents had arrived. They wanted to treat you to a meal, so they're wondering whether you'd be free today?" Thea chirped over the phone.

He furrowed his eyebrows. "I'm busy today, so I can't make it. How about another day?"

"Um, all right then."

Before Thea could speak another word, Kenneth hung up the call.

As the distance between the two was relatively close, Natasha could hear Thea's voice from the call.

She gazed at Kenneth in amusement and teased, "You're going to leave a bad impression for turning down your future in-laws' invitation. I'm fine now, so you don't have to worry about me. If you need to leave, go ahead."

"Did you think I'm staying around cause of you?" nneth asked.

Just as Natasha was about to say something, suddenly, someone forcefully pushed open the door. "Mr. Hamilton, are you hurt?"

Fabian rushed in, thinking that Kenneth was hurt. Hence, he only realized that the patient on the bed was someone else after he entered the ward.

"M-Ms. Watson?" Fabian was surprised.

Natasha looked at him and smiled politely at him.

After taking a good look at the bandage on Natasha, he immediately understood the situation.

Following that, he quickly handed her the breakfast he had just bought. "Ms. Watson, this is the breakfast Mr. Hamilton told me to buy for you. Enjoy."

The moment Natasha saw the food, she began to feel hungry.

She then turned to look at Kenneth.

"We used to be married, after all. So, a small gesture like this is nothing," he suddenly explained.

Fabian was going to pass the clean clothes to Kenneth when he heard Kenneth's words, leaving him flabbergasted.

What? They used to be married? What is that supposed to mean? Is Natasha Mr. Hamilton's ex-wife? Oh my, oh my, oh my!

He was trying to wrap his head around what he had just heard. The newly acquired piece of information was so earth-shattering he could not help but curse inwardly. Meanwhile, Natasha merely glanced at Fabian for a moment and said nothing. Then, she turned to open up the food

packaging and began eating.

"M-Mr. Hamilton..." Before Fabian could finish his sentence, he spotted the blood stains on Kenneth's shirt. "Mr. Hamilton, are you injured?"

"No, those aren't mine."

Feeling relieved, he finally handed the clothes over. "Here you go, the clothes that you asked for."

Kenneth took the clothes and headed toward the restroom to change.

Only Fabian and Natasha were left in the ward.

Based on his observations, Fabian could see that Natasha was important to Kenneth.

Even though he was unsure of the reason for their divorce, he could feel that

Natasha's presence had a huge significance in Kenneth's heart.

"Ms. Watsons, how was the food?" Fabian asked as he watched her eat.

Natasha nodded, "Mm, the food is good.

Thank you for the food."

"You're welcome," Fabian replied, standing at the side with both hands in front of him, like a humble servant waiting for his orders.

Not used to being treated in such a manner, she looked at him and offered, "Would you like to have some?"

"It's okay." Fabian gestured by waving his hands. He was worried that if he were to eat with her, he would be dead meat.

"How is your wound?" Fabian asked.

Looking at the bandaged wound, Natasha casually shook her head. "Well, it's all good."

"Gaston is known to be a lecher in the industry. But you don't have to worry because he will never get the chance to appear before you again."

She threw a perplexed gaze at him. "What do you mean?" "That's because..." The sound of the restroom door opening interrupted Fabian's reply. Kenneth walked out with a fresh fit of clothes.

He looked much more energetic than before. He looked like the main character walking out of a movie with his chiseled facial features and slender figure.

Not only women, but even Fabian could not take his eyes off him.

Just then, Kenneth looked over at Fabian and instructed, "Cancel all of my morning meetings."

"I'll get it done right now." With that, Fabian started making calls on his phone as he walked out of the ward.

Natasha quickly retracted her gaze and lowered her head as she continued to eat.

Kenneth stepped forward as he fixed his gaze on her. "Is the food good?"

"Yeah, it's good." She nodded.

She looked so carefree and nonchalant as usual.

"I'll send you back once you're done eating," he said.

Natasha was dumbfounded upon hearing Kenneth's words.

"No!" She rejected. Every part of her body wanted to reject his offer.