You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 90

Pausing briefly while she regarded Anthony, Natasha then nodded in affirmation. “Yes.”

There, she had confessed to it.

Regardless, the thought of keeping it from the children had never crossed her mind.

In her own approach to childhood education, she could never allow herself to take advantage of their youthful ignorance to deceive them or lie to herself.

Natasha was fully committed to addressing whatever queries they might have, except that they had never broached the subject prior.

Nodding staidly, Anthony appeared to be quite unfazed by the answer he was given, to say the least. “Okay. Got it!”

“Isn't there anything else you would like to say to me?” Natasha asked.

“Nope.” Anthony shook his head. All he sought was an answer, and the fact that he got one was satisfactory enough for him.

“Actually, I wouldn't have kept it from all of you had any one of you had asked earlier,” said Natasha as she looked at Anthony.

“Nat.” At that moment, Anthony snuggled up close. “This answer isn't going to change anything. You're still my mommy who I love very, very much. I'll never ever want to leave you!”

Being more accustomed to expressing himself through his actions most of the time, Anthony had seldom been so chatty, and much rarer still had he been so sweet.

Hearing such words come off his lips thus made Natasha feel especially moved.

“All right, then!” She nodded coolly as usual. “I'd be holding you to that.”

“Certainly.” Anthony nodded in affirmation.

“In the event he and I went to court over this...”

“I'd refuse to go with him even if he won, and I'd still come back even if he took me away. He might be able to stop me once or twice, but he can't stop me forever.”

That led Natasha to burst out laughing. She then reached out her hand to pat him on the head. “Now, that's my boy.”

“That's why you needn't worry about this lawsuit, Mommy. In any case, you can only come away a winner."

“I believe so too.” Natasha concurred with a nod.

Anthony finally smiled as innocently as any child ought to in front of Natasha.

Just looking at him prompted Natasha to drop the questions she wanted to ask.

Being such a restrained person herself, she did not want her own children to inherit that particular trait of hers. Hence, she did not want to interfere with their personal development.

“Go and pour me a glass of water.”

“Roger that.”

Anthony happily approached and began to serve Natasha.

Elsewhere, Kenneth went to inspect the wrecked car after he departed from the hospital and also purposefully made a trip down to the police station to reiterate his own stance on the whole affair.

Considering that it concerned Natasha's safety, he was determined to ferret out the one who wished to cause harm to her as soon as possible.

Kenneth received a call from Thea almost immediately after he stepped outside the police station, but with the events of the previous day still fresh in his mind, Kenneth declined to pick up and hung up on her instead.

He had thought about returning to the office, but aside from looking quite unkempt, his attire was also spotted with bloodstains. Thereupon, Kenneth opted to head straight back to the Hamilton residence.

Liam was practicing his drawing techniques at home and did not even look up when the butler informed him that Kenneth had returned. “Hmph. He treats this house as though it's a hotel. Coming and leaving whenever he pleases.”

Knowing well that those comments were meant for him, Kenneth considered his own words before he spoke. “I'm back, Grandpa.”

Meaning to take a dig at him when he turned, Liam was left astounded when he saw the bloodstains on his counterpart and noticed the state of dishevelment the latter was in. “What happened to you? Are you hurt?”

Concerned that Liam might become sick with worry, Kenneth said, “I'm okay. The blood from these stains didn't come from me. Let me head up to wash and change out of this. Then, I'd explain everything.” With that, he went on upstairs.

While he watched from the rear, Liam was unable to contain himself. “Hey, why don't you tell me what's going on first?”

The only response he yielded was the sound of Kenneth's door closing.

“That little brat...” Liam was equal parts livid and helpless.

While Kenneth was upstairs in the showers, his mind was occupied by thoughts about