It was another night of terror for Natasha. Scenes of her parents' horrible death and her entrapment in the fire haunted her through the night.
In her dream, the tattoo on her father's body blossomed like a flower, and it shone in blue light as its image became more vivid.
Just then, Natasha suddenly opened her eyes, seeing the ceiling right above her.
In a daze, she stared at it for a long time until she heard muffled voices of people talking coming from the outside. Looking at the time, she decided to get up.
Opening the door, she went out to the dining area where Terence and
Kenneth were talking over breakfast. The two stopped conversing the moment they saw her.
“Why are you up early today?” Terence asked. “Did we wake you up?”
“No,” Natasha replied faintly.
“You don't look good. Are you all right?” Kenneth asked, observing her with a frown.
“I'm good. I just didn't sleep that well,” the woman responded. “Where are the kids?”
“Denise went filming early in the morning. Anthony and Benjamin went upstairs. I figured the woman staying there would feel lonely, so I asked them to send her some food,” Terence explained.
That reminded Natasha of what happened between Thalia and
Spencer, and she wordlessly nodded.
As for Kenneth, he had been watching Natasha closely. He knew she would not have a good night's sleep, and he was afraid she might do something rash, so he came over early in the morning.
“Do you want to have something?” he asked, opening the breakfast he brought before putting it in front of her. “You can go back to sleep after this if you're tired.”
The woman nodded and started eating, still looking as though she had a lot on her mind.
Terence felt more delighted looking at her as he recalled Anthony and Benjamin's words.
Just then, he announced, “I'm done. You guys continue eating. I'll go do some exercise.” He took a look at
Kenneth and walked away.
Naturally, Kenneth knew what the elder man was thinking. After all, the latter had disapproved of them in the beginning, but now he started giving the two of them alone time.
When Terence was finally gone, Kenneth retracted his gaze and looked at Natasha. “You know he worries a lot about you, right?”
Natasha glanced up at him before looking over at the door. Closing her eyes, she asked, “Did he ask you about it?”
“Yeah. Why else would I be here eating breakfast?” Kenneth asked in return.
“I see you have self-awareness.” Natasha smirked.
Kenneth stared harder at her. “Other people might not realize a thing, but nothing about you goes unnoticed by Old Mr. Watson.”
Natasha did not say otherwise, for she knew that Terence would still be able to see through her pretenses no matter how hard she tried to put up a front.
“So, did you tell him anything?” Natasha queried.
“I didn't. He's old, and you're the one he cares the most about, so telling him the truth will only keep him up all night. I think it's better to keep it from him.”
Hearing that, Natasha gazed at him gratefully.
“Thanks,” she uttered.
“As I said yesterday, you don't have to thank me for anything.”
Natasha looked at him quietly, for there was nothing else she could think of to say to him.
Since he already said there was no need for it, Natasha did not see why she should behave so formally around him, so she just continued eating.
Kenneth could tell her mind was somewhere else, but she still refused to say anything about it.
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