You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 932

After waking up the next day, Thalia stared blankly at the ceiling.

Where am I? A castle? Narrowing her eyes, she wondered, Wasn't I out drinking? How did I end up here? Could it be that everything that happened was just a dream?

Just as she was deep in thought, her eyes turning, she heard someone speaking beside her. “Awake yet?”

Upon hearing that, Thalia was momentarily stunned. She immediately turned toward the source of the sound, only to see Natasha sitting in a wheelchair, looking at her with a smile.

“Why are you here?” Thalia propped herself up, half-sitting as she looked at Natasha.

“I came to see if you're awake, of course. How are you feeling? Is your head hurting?” Natasha asked.

Thalia was still somewhat confused. However, upon hearing Natasha's question, she obediently shook her head.

Natasha nodded. “You're not feeling a headache, but you must be hungry, right?” As she spoke, her gaze fell on the western-style breakfast placed on Thalia's bedside table. “Eat. It's been sitting there for a while now.”

Watching Natasha confined to a wheelchair, yet still caring for her meticulously, Thalia really didn't know what to say.

She picked up the bread from the table unwittingly, nibbling on it, while her thoughts were still adrift, “I... I...”

Natasha raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”

Thalia looked at Natasha, who was as serene as ever. At that moment, the words Spencer had said echoed again in Thalia's mind. She averted her gaze, subconsciously looking elsewhere with a hint of guilt.

“It's nothing...” she said.

“Is there really nothing?” Natasha asked.

Thalia remained silent.

Natasha chuckled lightly. “You seem fine now. Do you know how worried everyone was about you?”

“Who?” Thalia looked up, her gaze meeting Natasha's as she asked softly.

Natasha's gaze subtly shifted, examining Thalia before she leisurely spoke. “For instance, me, Anthony, and Spencer.” She deliberately elongated the last syllable of Spencer's name, her eyebrow slightly raised as she looked at Thalia.

In response, a cold smirk appeared on Thalia's face. “Oh, he's worried about me? You must be joking.”

Natasha looked at Thalia seriously. “Thalia, Spencer may not be good at expressing himself, but you can't deny his concern for you. You don't know this, but when he heard you were in trouble at the bar yesterday, he was so worried that he immediately took Anthony and went there. If you didn't beat those people badly, Spencer would have done it for you!” Natasha was a bit out of breath after saying all that. She leaned back slightly, changing to a more comfortable position to speak.

However, upon hearing Natasha's words, Thalia was slightly taken aback.

After a brief pause, Natasha continued, “Thalia, sometimes it's not about what a person says, but what they do. The form may vary, but the fact is undeniable!”

Thalia's eyes were slightly red. “I don't want anything else, though!”

Natasha nodded. “I understand, but that's a different matter. If you want my advice, it'll come at a different price!”

Thalia was slightly taken aback, lifting her gaze to look at Natasha in surprise.

Natasha was looking at her, smiling.

Thalia couldn't help but laugh. However, she quickly composed herself, looking at Natasha. She seemed to want to say something but hesitated.