You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 912

Thalia walked over, climbed straight into bed, and spread her arms open, asking for a hug.

Kenneth, who was watching from the side, couldn't help frowning. He was about to say something when a glance from Natasha silenced him.

At that moment, Spencer came following behind Thalia.

He let her lead the way just like a father watching over his child, allowing her to do whatever she wanted as long as it wasn't something dangerous.

Kenneth shot him a glance. “What's going on?”

Spencer approached, pursing his lips. “She's had too much to drink.”

“I can tell she's had too much to drink. What I'm asking is, shouldn't you be looking after her?” asked Kenneth.

Spencer's gaze remained unwaveringly fixed on Thalia. After a prolonged silence, he spoke in a gentle tone. “Allow her to vent her emotions. She won't express these thoughts when she's sober. Suppressing them for too long could lead to complications.”

Kenneth replied, “But considering Nat's current health condition, she isn't in a position to handle this.”

“She just needs to let it out and have a good cry. Once she's done, she'll go back to sleep.”

“Spencer...”

“If the two of you want to argue, do it outside!” Suddenly, Natasha spoke up.

Both men instantly fell silent.

As they stood aside, neither of them said another word.

Natasha was currently locked in a bear hug by Thalia. Despite her seemingly awkward and uncertain demeanor, she was still full of patience toward the other woman.

Seeing the two men still standing there motionlessly, she shifted her gaze back to them once more.

“I'm serious. Get out and leave us alone,” said Natasha.

“She's had one too many. You won't be able to handle her alone!”

“Why would I need to handle anything? It's not like she's here to pick a fight with me,” Natasha retorted.

Kenneth still wanted to say something, yet Natasha locked her gaze onto his and uttered firmly, “Kenneth, I'm not as fragile as you think I am. I can manage this. Have faith in me.”

Since she had put it that way, what else could Kenneth say?

In the end, he nodded. “All right. I'll be at the door. Call me if you need anything.”

“Okay.” Natasha nodded.

Kenneth turned and walked out of the room, but Spencer stayed where he was. Natasha glanced at him. “What's the matter? Don't you trust me?”

Spencer averted his gaze. “No. It's not like that.”

“Then are you worried that I might do something to her?” Natasha arched an eyebrow in a teasing manner.

Spencer pressed his lips together. “I just want to warn you that she might not recognize you.”

“Isn't this normal for people who are drunk?” Natasha asked.

Spencer didn't say much and only reminded her, “I'll be at the door, too, so call me if you need anything.” With that, he wheeled around and exited the room too.

After the door clicked shut, Natasha gazed at the other woman who was still hugging her and said softly, “How long are you planning on hugging me?”

“Nat, why are you so gentle? Aren't you mad at me?” questioned Thalia as she slowly sat up, her gaze fixed on Natasha.

Her gaze was unfocused at that moment, suggesting she indeed had one too many.