You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 838

Inside the hospital room, Magus looked extremely worried while holding the hand of Lina, who was lying on the bed.

Thalia hesitated for a moment, then looked at him. “You can consider what I've said. If you agree, feel free to contact me anytime. I'll leave my number here.” With that, she placed a piece of paper with her number on the headboard.

Magus remained unmoved.

Thalia glanced at him, retracted her gaze, and turned to walk out.

Only after hearing the door close did Magus's gaze shift to the note on the headboard, which had Thalia's phone number.

His gaze on the note was exceptionally profound.

When Thalia returned to the car, Anthony was on the phone with Natasha.

“I got it. Two days, and if things don't work out, I'll go back!”

“Okay, enjoy your meal, Nat!”

“All right, let's leave it at that for now!”

After exchanging a few words, Anthony hung up the phone.

Thalia looked at him. “How's it going over there?”

“Everything's great!” Anthony replied.

Thalia nodded.

Anthony put away his phone and looked at Thalia. “What did Magus say?”

Thalia answered, “What else? He's on guard around people now, and it's not like you can get through him with just a sentence or two!”

Anthony thought for a moment and said, “He will come around.”

Thalia looked at him. “You really don't understand Magus; he's quite stubborn!”

“The more stubborn a person is, the more likely they are to yield to emotions!” Anthony said, turning his head to look at Thalia with an indescribable certainty in his eyes.

Thalia frowned and pondered those words carefully.

Anthony added, “If it were me, I would grab any opportunity regardless of how dangerous it may be. An opportunity is an opportunity!”

“I hope so!” Thalia said.

“Don't worry. We just need to wait patiently for the phone call,” Anthony comforted.

“I can be patient, but can you?” Thalia asked. Anthony kept calling Natasha three times a day. If Thalia did not know better, she would think Anthony was a mommy's boy.

“It's best if he agrees in two days; if not, then it's up to his luck,” Anthony said. He was not the type to sacrifice himself for others. It was acceptable for him as long as he did his best. After all, it was others' choices, and everyone had to pay the price for their own decisions.

Thalia nodded. “You're right!”

She narrowed her eyes and was about to leave when she realized Anthony was the only one in the car. Her eyebrows furrowed. “Where are the other three?”

Just as Anthony was about to answer, he noticed three people slowly approaching from outside. Therefore, he gestured with his chin and said, “There.”

Thalia looked outside.

At that moment, three people walked over, each enjoying an ice cream. When they noticed the people in the car, they quickly hopped in as well.

Thalia's eyebrows furrowed when looking at all three of them. “You all seem quite relaxed and comfortable, huh?”

Denise ate the ice cream's whipped cream and said matter-of-factly, “Yeah, we don't have anything to do anyway!”

Benjamin nodded in agreement. “Exactly!”

Miguel was also eating with such dedication.

Thalia watched with her eyebrows furrowed in displeasure. “Why would a grown man eat ice cream? Isn't that a bit effeminate?”

Upon hearing her voice, Miguel looked up and said, “Benjamin ate too. Can you not always vent your anger on me because you can't do anything about them?”

Thalia pursed her lips. “Can Benjamin even be considered a man?”

Benjamin paused eating his ice cream and asked, “Why... I'm not a man?”

Thalia looked back at Benjamin and quickly explained, “No, that's not what I meant. What I meant is, you're still young!”

While speaking, Thalia immediately turned back to look at Miguel. “Why are you even comparing yourself to a child?”

Miguel responded, “There's no rule saying men can't eat ice cream, and there's certainly no rule saying that men who eat ice cream are effeminate!”

He continued to eat earnestly as he retorted, which made the ice cream look absolutely delicious.

Thalia grew angrier as she watched and said, “Who says there's no rule? I'll make one now. Any man who eats ice cream is effeminate!”

Miguel was rendered speechless.