You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 215

“Rest well. I'll come and visit you another day,” Spencer squeezed out with much difficulty at the person lying on the bed.

He then raised his head to look at the doctor and the nurse before walking over to them and shaking the doctor's hand. “Thank you for taking care of her.”

He then turned to Natasha and said, “Let's go.

Natasha bobbed her head, and the two left.

The doctor continued to look at them, puzzled. By then, the nurse had already walked over to the bed. After making sure that the patient was fine, the nurse let out a relieved sigh. All of a sudden, she spotted Erin's finger moving.

“Doctor, the patient's hand moved!” the nurse cried out.

Hearing that, the doctor walked over to check her over. He then furrowed his brows and muttered, “T-This is a good sign! It seems like it's a good thing for her family

to visit. It strengthens her will to wake up.”

The nurse nodded fervently in agreement. “This really is a miracle!”

Outside, the two were chatting and walking.

“I never thought you were so quick-witted.”

Spencer sneered. “Is that what you mean by guarding the room?” They would have been discovered if his response had not been swift enough earlier.

“It was exactly ten minutes; no more and no less,” Natasha replied.

Spencer rolled his eyes at her and commented, “Dense.”

Nevertheless, Natasha was unfazed. She turned toward him and asked, “So how was it? When will she wake?”

“If nothing goes wrong, she'll wake up tomorrow.”

Hearing that, Natasha nodded.

“Where do we go now?”

“To meet the other person, of course.” With that, Natasha headed the other way.

Spencer could only knit his brows in response. He had no idea why Natasha was trying to keep everything mysterious, but despite his thoughts, he followed her.

Desmond was in the ward.

He had bandages around his head, but he was still making multiple calls to seek help. Evidently, his head wound was nothing serious.

When Natasha entered the ward, Desmond was taken aback, but he soon creased his forehead. “It's you?”

Natasha gave him a small smile. “It seems like you still remember me, Mr. Lynch.”

Desmond sneered. “What are you doing here?”

“I'm obviously here to ask you about something,” Natasha told him.

For some reason, even though Natasha was just a woman, the look in her eyes was giving him indescribable pressure.

“What are you going to ask? I have nothing to say to you,” Desmond retorted.

Natasha then walked over to sit in front of him.

Desmond's frown deepened at the way she invited herself to the seat. “Who told you to be seated? Leave. I have nothing to say to you.”

“I've gone to visit Erin before coming to you,” Natasha said.

At that, Desmond froze, and a flash of hesitation danced across his eyes. Still, he soon calmed down and hissed at Natasha, “I'm surprised you're shameless enough to visit her. If not for you and Kenneth, she wouldn't be lying there in a vegetative state! You're nothing but murderers! Even if we've made a mistake, we can't let capitalists like you bully us.”

Natasha curled her lips a little. “Don't be anxious, Mr. Lynch. I'm sure you know better than I about the reason she ended up in a vegetative state.”

Panic flickered past Desmond's eyes. “What are you trying to say?”