You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 168

Natasha answered on reflex.

When he heard it wasn't Zachary, Kenneth's furrowed brows eased a little.

Ever since they last fought, they had never seen or contacted each other. Kenneth felt he was about to go crazy from not meeting her.

Hence, when he finally saw her this day, he instantly felt his heart lightening up.

As he looked at her, his gaze softened. “If you're already here, why aren't you going in? Do you hate me that much?”

Instantly, a slightly displeased expression showed on his face.

“No.”

“What do you mean, no?” Kenneth asked, his eyebrow raised.

“Actually, the trio was worried about you. They kept bugging me to let them see you, so I'm just their driver,” Natasha explained.

His eyes flickered. “Then, what about you? Are you not worried about me? Even for a little?”

Natasha lifted her head and looked at his handsome yet cold face. Then, when she stared into his deep and fathomless eyes, she paused before saying, “No.”

Immediately after that, she shifted her gaze elsewhere.

However, Kenneth was not angry. He had expected this answer from her.

He also knew he couldn't win her over this easily and make her admit that she was worried about him over the short amount of time.

Nevertheless, he felt quite disappointed.

“You're heartless,” Kenneth mumbled. His low voice sounded different—somewhat appealing—to Natasha's ears.

Her ears reddened as she listened silently to what he said.

Kenneth stared at her. In the dimly lit car, she looked as beautiful as ever. “Did you

buy that cake?” “Denise wanted to buy it.”

“But, how did you know I liked things that taste a bit bitter?” Kenneth suddenly asked and stared at her with a knowing look.

Natasha kept her mouth shut.

I knew it! Denise sold me out again!

Natasha belatedly thought she shouldn't get roped in with her little tricks. After all, that little girl's intentions were as clear as day.

See what she got me into?

When Kenneth noticed Natasha had stopped talking, he inched closer. Instantly, the already small car interior became somewhat cramped.

However, Kenneth was tactful enough to keep a suitable distance, creating a vague tension in the air.

“Why are you not saying anything? Hmm?” Kenneth asked, his voice low and his lips curled upward in an enigmatic smile.

Natasha was slightly awkward. “I... I have heard it from Old Mr. Hamilton once in the past.”

“In the past?” Kenneth seemed to have caught onto something.

A frown emerged on Natasha's face.

She regretted it the moment those words escaped her mouth.

I must have been crazy! Why did I say that?

“You've remembered them from long ago?” Kenneth asked in a low voice. He was perceptive because he could discern the tiny hint of concern for him in her words.

At his discovery, he was exceptionally excited.

At that moment, Natasha felt uncomfortable. She didn't want to be led by the nose like this. Therefore, she raised her head, looked at him, and nodded. “Yes. That's correct.”

Kenneth broke into a broad smile. It was apparent that he was in a good mood.

“As a programmer, one has to have a good memory. I can't help it. My memory is good,” Natasha added.

Alas, no matter how Natasha tried to explain her way out, Kenneth would only believe what he wanted to.

He nodded. “Mm-hm. Got it.”

Natasha was exasperated.

If he understood, what is that stupid grin doing on his face?