At that time, Natasha was taking a stroll downstairs and happened to witness the scene.
Due to the substantial distance, she could not hear what they said and could only vaguely make out that something was off about the mood between them.
Just as she was debating whether to approach them, Kenneth suddenly turned around, and their eyes met.
Before Natasha could say anything, Kenneth smiled at her, and she reciprocated the smile.
Kenneth approached her and placed one hand on her shoulder while stroking her slightly messy hair with the other. “Waiting for me?” he asked.
Natasha continued smiling as she looked at him. “Yes. If this answer pleases you, then yes!”
He let out a chuckle despite knowing that it was not the case.
Just then, Natasha stared at him. “Did you guys... quarrel?”
“No.” He shook his head.
“No? I noticed that something was off between you two,” she commented.
Kenneth let out a sigh when he heard that. “It's just some matters of the past. I've long gotten used to it,” he replied casually.
Since he was unwilling to talk about it, Natasha did not press him further and simply nodded.
“Let's go. You're still not well, so you need to rest more.” Kenneth took her hand and led her back.
“Kenneth, I merely donated some blood. You make it sound as if I underwent a major operation,” she remarked.
“To me, your blood donation is undoubtedly a major operation!” Kenneth said.
His words rendered Natasha speechless.
“So, it's necessary to recuperate properly.”
She furrowed her brows when she heard that.
Kenneth checked the time before continuing, “It's time for afternoon tea, anyway. Let's go.”
Initially, Natasha wanted to refuse, but she could sense that he was not in a good mood, so she didn't say anything and followed him resignedly.
At the dining table, Natasha was eating while Kenneth watched from the side.
She shifted her gaze to him. “Would you like a bite?”
Kenneth continued staring at her without saying a word.
Natasha immediately scooped a large spoonful of food and brought it to his mouth.
Of course, he figured out her intention. He looked down at the spoon before opening his mouth to eat.
“It's not bad, right? Here. Have some more.” She scooped another spoonful to feed him.
“It's okay. I don't like sweet food,” he said, shaking his head.
“But it's not that sweet,” Natasha argued.
Kenneth's eyes wandered for a moment before he said, “Or, I'll eat yours and get you a new one?”
Upon hearing that, she immediately held the bowl close to her. “No need. I've almost eaten it all.”
Kenneth couldn't help but laugh when he saw her mischievous and adorable little antics.
Seeing the smile on his face, Natasha commented, “You finally smiled.”
Only then did he realize that she was trying to cheer him up.
He lowered his gaze as he stepped forward and held her hand. “So you were trying to lift my mood?”
Natasha pondered for a moment before replying, “Not entirely. I also don't feel like eating anymore.”
Kenneth let out another chuckle.
He took hold of her hand and kissed it. “Thank you, but you didn't have to do that, Nat. You just need to be yourself.”
Natasha nodded. “Don't worry. I'll always be myself.”
Kenneth gave her a particularly tender gaze.
At that moment, the three children came downstairs.
“Tony, Spencer has been doing something in that room for almost a day. What is he up to?” Denise wondered.
“Why don't you just ask?”
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