You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 747

Natasha slowly regained her senses.

Seeing the man who was sitting next to her bed with tightly furrowed brows, she muttered weakly, “I'm sorry to worry you.”

Kenneth's expression was solemn, and he made an effort to suppress his emotions. Noticing that she was trying to get up, he immediately held her down. “Don't move. You should lie down and get more rest.”

“I'm fine...”

Natasha felt considerably more relaxed all over after the pain subsided. She felt as if she was in a trance at that moment.

“Listen to me,” Kenneth murmured.

Natasha looked at him and did not insist on getting up anymore.

At that moment, a knock sounded on the door. Natasha immediately looked at the door vigilantly and asked, “Is it the kids?”

Without saying anything, Kenneth got to his feet and walked to the door.

He opened the door, and the housekeeper was seen standing outside with a plate of food in her hands.

Natasha heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that the triplets were not outside.

Kenneth walked to the bed and placed the food at the side before helping Natasha up.

Natasha leaned against him. Although her complexion was pale, there was an indescribable comfort on her face. “I thought it was the kids, and I was even thinking of what to say.”

“You can just tell them if it's too tiring.” Kenneth picked up the piping hot food and gently blew on it.

Natasha thought about it and shook her head. “We better not. We must put ourselves in the children's shoes. How would they feel if they saw me like this? The fewer people who know, the less misery there will be. They shouldn't be worrying so much at their age.”

At this moment, Kenneth blew on the spoonful of soup and held it to her mouth.

Natasha raised her gaze to look at him and noticed that Kenneth's expression was indescribably grim.

She opened her mouth silently to eat as Kenneth fed her patiently.

Seeing that he was silent, she reminded, “Don't tell them.”

Kenneth took a deep breath. “Don't worry. I love them as much as you do.”

“Then why did you make that joke just now?”

“I wasn't joking, Nat. I simply don't want you to be worried constantly about this matter.”

“I'm fine...”

“Then what state must you be in to deem you aren't fine?” Kenneth asked in return, looking at her tenderly.

Natasha returned his gaze and was momentarily at a loss for words.

“Nat, you don't have to keep up a strong front.”

Natasha lowered her eyes and murmured, “I know. I'm just used to doing so.”

Kenneth pulled her into his arms.

Natasha wanted to speak, but she felt that the arms embracing her were trembling slightly.

She paused for a moment, and her words were stuck in her throat.

“Nat, do you know how I felt when I saw you run back and try to hold on by yourself?”

“I know. I—”

“No, you don't!” Kenneth cut her off, and it was near impossible to describe the pain he was feeling. He embraced her tightly and continued, “Nat, I don't want to see you like that again. Can you try putting your faith and trust in me? I know I can't take away your pain, but I won't let you be alone!”

The corners of Natasha's mouth curved upward a fraction. “I know, and I will.”

Kenneth did not speak as he hugged her harder.

Seeing that he had no intention of letting her go, Natasha called out softly, “Kenneth... Kenneth, I can't breathe when you hold me this tightly.”