You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 343

When Natasha woke up the next morning, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

She had slept so soundly that she could not even remember how she had returned to her room.

Right at that moment, the door to her room opened slightly. Denise poked her head around the door.

“Come in,” Natasha said lazily when she saw the young girl.

Denise then opened the door and walked in. “Nat, you're awake?” She grinned happily.

Natasha slowly turned to her side and propped her head up with a hand. “Yes,” she said as she glanced at Denise.

Denise walked over to her and smiled. “How much did you drink yesterday, Nat?”

Natasha instantly narrowed her eyes at that. “What about it?”

“Do you still remember how you came home yesterday?” Denise asked, staring at Natasha.

Natasha furrowed her eyebrows. Her mind soon recalled the image of her and Kenneth in the wine cellar.

Her face suddenly turned red.

“You forgot, didn't you?” Denise said with a mischievous grin.

“Did your father send me home?” Natasha looked at her.

Denise nodded. “Yes. He even carried you into the house. How romantic!”

“Romantic?”

“Yeah. I was with Tony and Thalia on the balcony upstairs. We could see from afar that Daddy was carrying you. You two even...” Denise trailed off, but her gaze was implying something.

Natasha looked at her in confusion.

“You two were...” Denise puckered her lips.

Natasha was speechless at her actions.

She really had no recollection of what had happened.

“Nat, it was such a public display of affection. Although there weren't as many people at night, and probably no one saw it, it was the first time I've ever seen you being so unrestrained.” “I... I drank too much yesterday. I can't remember,” Natasha declared.

“Nat, are you trying to avoid bearing the responsibility? Is that why you came up with an excuse by claiming that you were drunk?” the young girl teased.

“W-What responsibility?” Natasha asked.

“You've already kissed Daddy. Aren't you going to take responsibility for your actions?” Denise asked.

“I... He didn't suffer any loss, did he? Moreover, it may not be me who initiated it.”

Denise nodded, agreeing that what Natasha said made sense. She then looked at her mother. “So, are you saying that you want Daddy to take responsibility for his actions, Nat?”

For a split second, Natasha did not know how to respond to it. “I don't need him to," she exclaimed.

“Why not?”

“Taking responsibility is a serious matter. We have to give it some serious consideration.”

“Wow... Nat, you’re getting better at making excuses,” Denise remarked.

“I could say the same thing about how nosy you are,” Natasha retorted.

The young girl smiled sheepishly. “I've noticed how much Daddy yearns for you, so I'm just helping him out.”

“Little brat, how could you side with an outsider?” Natasha lightly poked her daughter on her forehead.

Denise smirked and replied, “If you get together with Daddy, then he will no longer be an outsider to me, and I won't be at fault for siding with him. Am I right?”

“You've certainly given it a lot of thought.”

“You're right. So, Nat, would you consider accepting Daddy?” Denise asked with a hopeful expression.

“Hold your tongue.”

Denise stuck out her tongue at her.

Natasha stretched lazily. “Did you come here just to gossip about this?”

“Not at all. I'm here to ask for your permission, Nat.”

“For what?” “Thalia wants to bring the three of us out tonight. Can we go?" Denise asked.