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

A tender but complex look swirled in Natasha's gaze as she looked at the young woman in her arms.

Natasha appreciated Thalia's intentions and knew that her words were not just empty talk.

However, barging into Vermillion Base alone was akin to a suicide mission.

With that thought in mind, she picked up her phone and said to the two men outside, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and the two men stepped in.

Spencer's gaze was fixed intently on Thalia. Only when he saw that she had fallen asleep did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"You can bring her back to her room now," said Natasha.

Hearing that, Spencer walked over and scooped Thalia up. "Thank you!" he said, looking at Natasha.

Just as he was about to leave, Natasha called out, "Wait a moment."

Spencer turned around. "Is there anything else?"

"Spencer, I don't know what you told Thalia about the antidote, but I'm certain that whatever you said upset her so much more than knowing the truth would have. You were afraid she would blame herself for this, so you let her hate you instead, but do you really think that's what she wants?" asked Natasha.

Spencer was slightly taken aback.

He had to admit that Natasha's words made sense.

Back then, all he wanted was to spare Thalia from self-blame. That was why he told her all that. He'd rather be the object of her resentment than see her burdened with guilt. However, witnessing her current anguish made him reconsider the wisdom of his earlier decision.

Despite so, he hadn't brought this matter up yet.

As Spencer remained silent, Natasha continued, "I know that you have your own thoughts and plans. You want Thalia to leave you completely, but is death really the way you're hoping for?" Spencer's pupils constricted slightly as he asked in a low voice, "What are you talking about, Nat? Others might not know, but you do, don't you?"

"Yes, it's precisely because I know that I'm curious. Do you know what Thalia just said to me?" Natasha queried.

"What?"

"She said she's going to barge into Vermillion Base alone and snatch the antidote back!" Natasha answered.

In response, the expression on Spencer's handsome countenance grew incredibly complicated. Frowning, he shifted his gaze to Thalia, who had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Do you think Thalia will make it out alive if she goes there alone no matter how capable she is?" Natasha asked.

Spencer's expression changed instantly. "That's not what I meant!"

"But you know her temperament. She's bound to do it!" Natasha said.

Spencer seemed to have come to a realization. He glanced at Natasha. "I know what to do now!" With that, he spun on his heels and left with Thalia in his arms. Natasha finally let out a sigh of relief as the door closed.

Looking at the water glass on the bedside table, she reached out to grab it, but Kenneth beat her to it. Picking it up, he handed it to her.

"Thanks." Natasha looked up at him.

"You're welcome." Kenneth's face was taut, and he looked somewhat displeased.

Natasha furrowed her brows in puzzlement. "Are you upset?"

"No!"

"You're clearly upset! Look at your sour face!" Natasha exclaimed.

Kenneth remained silent.

"What? Do you want me to cheer you up again?" Natasha asked playfully.

Kenneth took a deep breath. "I'm not mad at you."

"Then what?"

Kenneth shot Natasha a glare. "From today onward, I don't want you to spend alone time with Thalia!"

Natasha was confused. "Why?"

"She's up to no good!" Kenneth snapped.

Natasha was about to say something when a thought struck her. "You weren't eavesdropping outside, were you?" she asked, staring at the man. Kenneth's gaze was fixed on her face, his eyes deep and dark. "Do I have to? Her voice is so loud that you can practically hear it everywhere in the mansion!" "You're exaggerating," Natasha said.

"In short, you are not allowed to be alone with her anymore!" Kenneth replied.

One could only imagine how Kenneth felt when he heard Thalia asking Natasha to leave him.

Taking note of Kenneth's disgruntled expression, Natasha couldn't help but laugh. "So, you're upset because of this?"

"I almost stormed in and threw her out!" Kenneth said, emphasizing each word.

Natasha chuckled. "Kenneth, you used to be broad-minded. Why are you so petty now?"

"That depends on what it's about? I can remain indifferent to many things, but I will not tolerate anything or anyone that disrupts the harmony of my family!" said Kenneth.

"Why are you still letting Thalia stay here, then? Why not just kick her out?" Natasha raised an eyebrow.

"That's a good idea." With that, Kenneth stood up and left.

The moment he stood up, Natasha grabbed him and smiled. "Are you seriously going to do that?"

Kenneth sat back down in front of her and looked at her smiling face. Though she appeared somewhat feeble and exhausted, her smile displayed genuine joy. Kenneth teased, "So if you had to choose between me and her, who would you choose?"

Amused, Natasha grinned. "You used to be confident. Why are you asking such questions now?"

"My confidence had long since disappeared the moment I met you again. Stop trying to change the subject. Answer me!" As he spoke, Kenneth stepped forward, gently lifting her chin to meet her gaze. "Hmm..." Natasha deliberately dragged her voice, pretending as if she was hesitating and weighing her options.

"Do you really need to think about this?" asked Kenneth.

"Indeed, there's no need!" said Natasha.

"So, who do you choose?"

"Thalia!"

Her answer caught Kenneth off guard. Gently pinching her chin, he feigned annoyance and asked, "What did you just say?"

"Men are like clothes, and women are like limbs. You can change clothes, but you can't chop off your limbs, right?" Natasha retorted playfully.

"Are you serious?" Kenneth asked. He wasn't angry at all, because no matter what Natasha's answer was, it wouldn't change the fact that he loved her.

Natasha stared solemnly at the man for a long time before shaking her head. "No."

An obvious hint of satisfaction filled Kenneth's expression.

"That means you'll choose me, right?"

"It's incomparable between you and her, and such a choice should never exist," Natasha responded.

"Who would you choose if you really had to?"

"Only children have to make choices. I want both of you!" said Natasha decisively.

Kenneth was tickled pink by her words. Smiling, he averted his gaze and looked elsewhere.

Natasha spread out her arms to embrace the man. "Don't worry. You will never be my second choice!"

Kenneth lowered his gaze and met Natasha's glimmering eyes that resembled a starry sky. An indescribable sensation filled his heart.

He bent over, gently planting a kiss on Natasha's lips.

"I love you," he murmured softly.

However, Natasha didn't give him the response he expected and instead asked, "Could you get Anthony to come here?"