Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Resolving Your Problems

Before Kenneth saw Natasha, he had formed a preconception in his mind.

He imagined that Natasha would give birth to the children, and then, seek revenge on him or disrupt his life.

What he didn’t count on was that she had aborted them instead.

That’s really heartless and cruel of her. If my earlier actions were considered despicable, her subsequent actions would have been considered revenge. An eye for an eye. Her words couldn’t be more apt. However, why does she have to exact her revenge on the children?

The moment Kenneth thought about the twins, he was overwhelmed with hatred for her.

He had never refused to be a good father. It was just that she had never given him the opportunity to learn the truth.

At that moment, Kenneth lay the blame squarely on Natasha’s shoulders.

Inside the bar, Kenneth had downed a lot of drinks but just couldn’t get drunk no matter how hard he tried.

All he could picture in his mind was Natasha’s resolute expression. She had aborted the children just so that she could seek revenge and sever ties with him.

Natasha.

Six years later, that name continued to inflict pain upon his heart.

He kept downing drinks until the waitress stopped him. “Mister, you have had too much to drink!”

Throwing her a glance, Kenneth sneered, “What’s wrong? Am I not allowed to get drunk?”

“But you have already drunk a lot…”

Annoyed by the waitress, Kenneth got up to leave. The moment he walked out, his phone fell onto the ground.

“Mister, your phone!” the waitress picked it up and hurried after Kenneth. Despite her cries, Kenneth didn’t turn around at all.

Coincidentally, the phone rang.

After pondering a moment, the waitress answered, “Hello?”

Thea was working late in the office still. Upon hearing a female voice, she instantly grew wary. “Who are you? Why are you holding this phone?”

“Hello, I’m a waitress at Golden Street Bar. A drunk customer dropped his phone here when he left,” the waitress explained.

Thea furrowed her brows. “Where is he?”

“He just walked out. I called out to him many times, but he didn’t stop,” the waitress replied.

“I understand. Keep the phone safe for the time being. I’ll pick it up from you in a while.”

“Sure.”

Once she ended the call, Thea grabbed her car keys and left the office.

Twenty minutes later, she arrived at Golden Street Bar.

The moment her car came to a halt, she saw Kenneth by the curb.

She quickly alighted and hurried up to him. Just when she reached his side, he lost his balance, but she managed to catch him in time.

Turning around, he broke into a self-deprecating smile at the sight of her. “Thea, why are you here?”

“Why didn’t you invite me out to drink?” she asked in a soft and attentive tone.

“Why would I invite you? I just felt like drinking alone,” Kenneth replied.

“Where’s your phone?” she asked.

After checking his pockets, he couldn’t find it.

“Your phone is with the waitress. If I hadn’t called you, I wouldn’t have known that you were here.”