You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 44

Kenneth glanced at Natasha. "I'll send you back. Even if Old Mr. Watson found out, he wouldn't say anything, so aren't you overreacting here?"

Was I overreacting? But there's not only Grandpa at home. The kids are there too. It was uncertain if they would meet, but Natasha did not want to take the risk.

While facing Kenneth, she wore a calm expression. "I'm fine now, so I can return on my own. Don't you have something to do? You can do whatever you have to. We should keep our distance." The more she declined him, the more Kenneth wanted to send her back.

"Are you worried about me or scared that your boyfriend would see us and misunderstand?" he questioned.

Natasha sighed. "It's the same thing."

"Easy. Either he comes to fetch you, or I send you back. You decide," he replied.

Kenneth was curious what kind of man would cause Natasha to be this protective.

She was speechless.

If I really have a boyfriend, I would've called him here to fetch me now.

Unfortunately, where would I replace such a person?

Looking at Kenneth, she smiled. "Thank you for your help.”

He was speechless.

Natasha changed her stance faster than one flipping the page of a book.

Although she agreed, he was still a tad upset.

He stepped forward and stopped before her. "Natasha, just what kind of guy is he that you wouldn't let him show up?"

Since Kenneth was so sure that a "boyfriend" existed, Natasha had to make up one such person.

After giving it some thought, she said, "He's just too perfect."

"What kind of perfect?" "He keeps a low profile, treats others sincerely, takes care of me, and is very loyal. All in all, he's completely different from you, so you wouldn't understand," Natasha replied. When she thought of her children, she was relieved that she taught them well, so they did not turn out to be like Kenneth.

He remained silent, feeling that all she said was meant to jab at him.

Kenneth sneered, "Oh? There's such a man in the world?"

"Of course! Don't think it's impossible just because you've never encountered such people. There are plenty like this out there, but probably none in your circle, so you think they don't exist." Seeing as Kenneth's expression was grim, Natasha was somewhat delighted.

After so many years, she could tell him these without cursing at him. It was quite satisfying on her part.

Kenneth stared at her. "I'm getting more curious and want to meet him after you say all these."

"In your dreams," Natasha rejected his idea immediately.

"Why are you so afraid of me seeing him? Unless you made up everything you just said?" he guessed.

She shook her head. "No. He's just so good I'm scared you'll take him away from me.”

He was speechless since she sounded more irrational.

As he did not know if it was the truth, Kenneth looked at her. "It's fine. I'll get to see him sooner or later anyway."

Natasha looked nonchalant. As if!

As she finished most of her food, Kenneth picked up the bag left on the side and said, "Let's go if you're done eating." Despite him leaving first, Natasha did not think much of it. She got off the bed and wore her shoes before following him.

Although she looked haggard, she was still a

beautiful woman.

After walking out of the door, they met Fabian.

He informed Kenneth, "Mr. Hamilton, everything's settled."

Kenneth replied, "Go back to the company first. I need to go somewhere else."

"Sending Ms. Watson home? Should I do it instead?" Fabian offered.

"I'll be in your care," Natasha chimed in immediately.

Fabian wanted to say something, but a look from Kenneth, and he understood the situation and wanted to slap himself for offering his help. This is not the kind of situation I should butt into! Why can't I be a mature and sensible assistant to Mr. Hamilton?

"I suddenly remember I have something else to do. Something very important, so please go with Mr. Hamilton, Ms. Watson." After finishing that sentence, Fabian continued without waiting for Kenneth's reply, "Mr. Hamilton, I'll go first. It's an

emergency." Then, he left quickly.

Natasha furrowed her eyebrows. "His acting sucks."

In the car, Natasha sat comfortably, and her posture did not look ladylike at all.

Most women would want to show their most beautiful side in front of Kenneth, unlike Natasha, who did whatever she wanted.

In the past, if he saw her like this, he would be turned off. However, now that he saw this, it felt refreshing.

Meanwhile, Natasha remembered something and turned to him. "Oh, how much is the hospital bill? I'll transfer it to you."

Kenneth averted his gaze discreetly. "You don't have to. It's not much anyway."

"Even if it's not much, it's your money, so I must repay it. How much?" While speaking, she took out her phone.

He swept a glance at her. "Just think of it that I'm flaunting my wealth."

She became speechless and glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, then nodded. "Okay, if you say so."

As Kenneth drove the car, he looked slightly unhappy.

Meanwhile, Natasha turned a blind eye to it and changed her posture to a comfortable one, planning to take a quick nap. "Natasha," he called out.

"Hmm?" She hummed in response.

"After we divorced, where did you go?" Kenneth suddenly asked.

She turned to look at him. "Why ask about this?"

"I searched for you and looked for everything related to you, but I didn't replace you," he said.

Natasha was stunned. In the past, she was afraid that Kenneth would replace out, so she erased all traces of herself.

Unexpectedly, he really did search for her.

Furthermore, she did not think she would have a day she could sit together with him and converse about this matter peacefully. This feels a little... indescribable. She responded nonchalantly, "Oh? Why is that so?"

Kenneth looked at her and said, "I wanted to know why too. How come I can't replace anything about you?"

"Maybe it's fate?" she suggested.

Fate? I never believed in such a thing!

Nevertheless, Kenneth stopped pushing for answers.

As he stopped asking, Natasha did not continue the conversation either.

The car cruised on the road smoothly, and the interior was silent.

Having lost the intention to nap, Natasha looked outside through the window and reminisced about the past few years. From the first time she met Kenneth until marrying him, facing his contempt, and divorcing him, these events only took a little more than a year.

That one year, to her, felt very long and left a deep mark on her.

When she left, the last thing she expected was to sit with him like this and chat.

The words they had exchanged within this time were much more than the words they spoke in the year they were married.

While thinking of that, Natasha's lips curled up in a mocking smile subconsciously.

Kenneth saw it and questioned, "What are you smiling about?"

"Nothing. I just suddenly got enlightened about how everything has changed," she answered.

After keeping his silence for a few seconds, Kenneth suddenly asked, "Have you ever regretted it?"

"Regret what?" "Regret giving up on those two kids."