You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 120

The night was slowly descending upon them.

Anthony and Thalia were watching the live footage from Natasha's surveillance cameras in a car parked outside the hospital.

Thalia yawned. “With Kenneth here, your mom will be fine,” she said, turning to look at Anthony. “How about I send you back home first? You're a growing kid, and staying up so late is definitely not good for you.

Anthony shook his head and looked at the computer seriously. “There's no need. I have a bad feeling somewhere in my gut, and I keep feeling like that person is going to appear.” He glanced at Thalia. “If I'm tired, I'll just sleep for a bit in the car.”

“Today?” She rose an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

“I can't explain it, but I keep feeling anxious deep inside. I mean my instinct,” Anthony said.

She narrowed her eyes before nodding. “Okay, if you say so. We'll just continue watching, then. I would love to see which doofus has been wasting my time these last few days. If I get my hands on him, I'll beat him up.”

Anthony simply looked at her.

“What?” she asked. “Is there something on my face?” She began to look in the mirror.

“Well, all I can see here are my good looks,” she muttered as she turned her face from side to side.

Anthony shook his head.

“Then what are you looking at?”

“Nothing. I'm just worried for you.”

Thalia frowned in confusion. “Worried? Worried about what?”

“I'm worried that whoever marries you in the future is going to have a headache every single day.”

Thalia was speechless.

She looked at Anthony and was about to spite him back, but she changed her mind. With a smile, she said, “What? Are you worrying for yourself?”

“Why would I be worried about myself?”

Thalia narrowed her eyes and leaned in closer to him. “Maybe you already have feelings for me, and that's why you thought about something as random as that. It's alright! I'm only a decade or so older than you. I'll wait, and once you marry me you get to experience firsthand whether I'll give you headaches or not!”

Anthony smirked. “Sorry.”

“Oh, stop pretending! That's that. I was even worried about which man could live up to marrying an outstanding woman like me, but...” she trailed off as she looked at Anthony. “You seem like a pretty good candidate.”

Anthony was speechless.

“Don't look at other girls from now on, okay? Don't date prematurely either. I need to keep an eye on you.”

Anthony finally understood what 'digging your own grave' meant.

Soon, the night was as dark as pitch.

Kenneth walked in from outside and looked at Natasha. “Grandpa and the kids went straight home after going out for the whole day, so they might only come over tomorrow morning."

Natasha nodded. “Okay.”

She got off the bed and began walking outside, causing Kenneth to frown. “Where are you going?

“I'm bored. I want to go walk around for a bit,” Natasha replied without looking at him.

Kenneth followed her without another word.

She could feel him walking behind her and turned back to look at him. “Kenneth, I'm a good citizen. Don't treat me like a prisoner.” “Do you think a prisoner would have such luxurious treatment?” Kenneth asked.

She frowned and simply continued walking, too lazy to quarrel with him.

With that, he followed behind her silently.

The hospital was extra quiet at night due to the lack of people, especially in the VIP area.

Most of the hustle and bustle happened downstairs, where some of the patients were moving around as a form of exercise.

The doctors and nurses were busying around as well.

Natasha walked toward the stairs and looked out the window at the moon hung high up in the night sky.

Kenneth looked at her before glancing up at the moon as well.

He couldn't help but feel like she had something on her mind, even more so than usual.

“Kenneth.”