The conversation eventually ended there.
It was evident that Kenneth still couldn't get over the matter.
After pondering for a while, Natasha looked at him and questioned back, “What about you?”
“I have never thought of giving the two children up!” Kenneth responded seriously, enunciating every single word.
“I meant to ask if you regretted what you did to me,” Natasha replied.
Kenneth paused for a while before responding, “Those are two different matters.
“It is the same thing!” Natasha said. “If you hadn't treated me like that back then, I wouldn't have kept it from you either."
Kenneth pursed his thin lips and fell silent.
“You've never thought of giving the two children up but would you have allowed them to stay with me? Would you allow them to have a mother like me, whom you find to be such a disgrace? You won't,” Natasha continued with certainty. “So even if I did that out of my own selfish intentions, is there any problem with that? Why should I keep your flesh and blood and make myself go through the pain of parting with them?”
Kenneth remained silent.
Natasha went on, “So don't just put all the blame on me. I admit that my actions were selfish, but I have to say that it was the best outcome for both of us. There's nothing tying us together, and we wouldn't have to deal with each other. And there wouldn't be a need for us to be an indispensable part of each other's lives.”
“If they were still here, I wouldn't mind,” Kenneth replied.
Natasha glanced at him and was stunned for a moment before saying, “I mind.”
Kenneth's gaze was full of doubts as he looked at her.
“I don't have the upper hand in this matter, so I won't choose to make myself suffer. If I had the choice, I hope that the one who’s in misery is you.” Natasha's words were frank and direct.
She couldn't care less if he called her selfish or merciless, as that was exactly the type of person she was.
In their relationship, she had no complaints about making sacrifices. But the moment she decided to let go, she didn't wish to become the one on the losing end.
Once Natasha finished speaking, Kenneth stepped on the brakes.
Natasha turned to look outside the window and saw that they were already at her house.
Natasha suppressed her emotions and looked at him. “I've already made myself very clear. I'm sure you'll understand. Also, thank you for yesterday, and thank you for sending me back today.” With that, Natasha pushed the door open and got out of the car. She hoped that that was all there was to her relationship with Kenneth in the future.
However, just as she stepped out of the car,
Kenneth opened the door and got out as well.
“Natasha,” Kenneth called out. “If I'm given the choice, I would rather that we become an indispensable part of each other's lives than be in our current state.”
At this, Natasha glanced at him and gave him a faint smile. “What a pity. It's too late now.
Kenneth was just about to say something when a car stopped beside them.
Terence got out of the car and looked at them. Eventually, he cast a questioning look at Kenneth and asked, “What are you doing here?”
Upon seeing Terence, Kenneth contained his emotions and greeted him politely, “Hi, Old Mr. Watson.”
Terence's gaze lingered and fell upon Natasha's bandaged arm. With a frown, he asked, “Nat, are you hurt? What happened?”
“I'm fine, Gramps,” Natasha replied.
There was still blood seeping through the bandage around her arm and her injury looked serious.
Terence glanced at Kenneth. “You rascal. Were you the one who did this? What did you do to Nat? Let me tell you this. I don't care whose grandson you are, but if you dare to hurt Nat, I won't let you off!”
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