You're Out Daddy

Chapter 904 Positions To Explore

Denise stood nearby, her perplexed gaze fixed on the two of them. She couldn't help but wonder why they had

started arguing again.

Her attention shifted to Natasha, a surge of deep tenderness filling her heart as she observed the woman.

Thalia was stunned for a moment, then she whispered, “Does this have something to do with me?” She directed

her gaze toward Natasha, her voice barely audible and tinged with a touch of helplessness.

Natasha shook her head, assuring, “No, it's not about you. He's just messing around.”

However, at this point, Natasha's words couldn't be taken at face value.

Thalia turned her gaze toward Kenneth, noticing his lack of rebuttal. She wasn't naive.

Despite the apparent disagreement between them, they wouldn't do anything to each other, especially with

Natasha and the three children present. Their discontent was likely just superficial. Thus, Kenneth's statement held

more weight than it might seem.

Perhaps the man truly harbored resentment toward Thalia.

A realization dawned on Thalia — Spencer's unusual behavior, Anthony's red-rimmed eyes, and even her own

improved physical state.

Could it be... No! No way!

Thalia's gaze turned to Natasha, her expression now questioning. “It's not what I thought, is it?”

“Thalia...”

“Impossible!” Thalia looked at her, “You clearly ate it right in front of me...”

“It has nothing to do with that!”

“No, I need to ask!” Thalia exclaimed, taking a step back. In the next instant, she turned and dashed away.

“Thalia!” Despite wanting to call out, Natasha's weakened voice was carried away by the wind. Helplessness surged

within her as she watched Thalia's retreating figure.

“Nat...” Denise's eyes were filled with confusion as she looked at Natasha. “What's going on? What are you guys

talking about?”

Looking at Denise, Natasha told her, “Denise, go stop Thalia. Don't let her do anything foolish.”

“But—”

“No buts! Just go!” Natasha urged.

Left with no choice, Denise hesitated briefly before deciding to turn around and follow Thalia.

As soon as Denise left, Natasha grabbed her phone and quickly dialed Spencer's number. “Spencer, Thalia has left.

She might have found something out. Don't say a word!”

A prolonged silence followed on the other end of the line, prompting Natasha to call out again, “Spencer?”

“Nat, do you truly believe Thalia is naive enough not to catch on?” Spencer inquired.

Natasha suddenly fell silent. This time, she was at a loss for words.

“She has a deep aversion to deceit. If she discovers my involvement, she won't forgive me. She's grown up, and

she deserves to know the truth,” Spencer stated.

After a long silence, Natasha finally responded, “I understand,” before putting her phone away.

At that moment, Kenneth, who stood beside her, crouched down to her level and said, “Nat, do you honestly believe

you can keep this hidden?”

Natasha glanced at him, her tone gentle yet reprimanding, “This situation arose because of you. If not for your

actions, Thalia wouldn't have started thinking along those lines.”

Although her words carried a tone of blame, her voice held a softness that bordered on coyness.

Kenneth gazed at her and responded, “Even if I hadn't mentioned it, do you think she wouldn't eventually figure it

out? Maybe not right away, but given time to think, she'll connect the dots. It's just a matter of time before she

discovers the truth.”

Natasha sighed in resignation, conceding, “No matter how you put it, you're right.”

Observing her state, Kenneth gently held her hand and said, “Nat, with your current condition, you should focus on

yourself. Everyone else is fine; it's you who needs care right now.”

“Kenneth, I understand that you and Thalia have your differences, but I don't want your personal issues to affect

our situation. Thalia isn't an outsider to me; she's a friend, and also a friend of Anthony's. Whenever they're in

trouble, she stands up to protect them without hesitation. How could I be selfish when it comes to her?”

Hearing Natasha's words, Kenneth comprehended her intent clearly. He pressed his lips together. “Nat, have you

perhaps misunderstood something? It's always been her who disliked me, and I've been the one defending myself.”

“You're a man. You should be more magnanimous.”

“So, if she were to hold a knife to my throat, should I just turn a blind eye?” he retorted.

Natasha knew he was saying that out of anger, so she chuckled lightly. “Thalia wouldn't do that.”

“How do you know that?”

“She can't bear the thought of me being a widow!” was Natasha's retort.

Being a widow, huh?

At the thought of that, Kenneth looked at her, his gaze flickering.

After a moment, he nodded, “All right, I'll take your advice. I won't lower myself to her level anymore.”

“You said it.”

The man simply acknowledged with a hum and dip of his head.

Only then did Natasha curl her lips in satisfaction. Then, as if she remembered something, she added, “Also, Thalia's

dissatisfaction with you isn't just because of the gang disputes. It's said that your past relationships were quite

messy, and that's a big reason for her attitude.”

“It's just gossip. If she believes it, it only shows that she lacks discernment!” Kenneth immediately retorted.

Natasha chuckled lightly. “Is that so?”

“Nat, you don't believe it too, do you?” Kenneth asked.

“Hm... I do.” She nodded.

Kenneth's dark eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this. “Do you really believe it? If you do, then why are you still

with me?” As he spoke, he touched the diamond ring on his ring finger.

Observing his expression, Natasha approached him, scrutinizing his face. She then extended her hand and playfully

lifted his chin. “Maybe it's because your appearance suits my taste perfectly, so I'm not bothered by anything else.

I'll savor the pleasure of gazing at you for the time being.”

Kenneth's lips curved into a genuine smile when he heard her words. “Is that so?”

The woman nodded.

Out of nowhere, Kenneth's hand reached for the back of her head, pulling her in gently as he pressed his lips to

hers. When he finally released her, he grinned and remarked, “You better get back on your feet soon. You know me

well — I can be on my best behavior when others are around, but when I'm alone, I tend to be a bit more daring.”

“Don't you dare!” said Natasha.

“What if I dare to?”

“In that case, I'll have Thalia and the three little ones keep you locked away, hidden from the world, all for my own

eyes only,” Natasha playfully quipped.

“So you'll have your eyes solely on me?” Kenneth focused on the crucial aspect.

“Your imagination always tends to run wild,” she chuckled, finding it hard to contain her amusement.

Kenneth held her gaze for a moment before pulling her into his arms. The two of them looked out at the horizon

together. After a while, Kenneth broke the silence, “Nat, the operation is about to start. Are you scared?”

Natasha shook her head. “I'm not afraid.”

He offered a reassuring smile. “Nat, don't worry. I'll make sure to get the antidote and help you get back to your

normal self.”

Upon hearing his words, Natasha lifted her gaze to meet his, saying, “I just want all of you to return safely and

unharmed!”

Kenneth's gaze held a hint of playfulness as he observed her. “Absolutely,” he replied, tilting his head slightly and

whispering into her ear, “And I still have plenty of positions in mind that we haven't explored in our intimate world.”