Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451

Feigning nonchalance, Natasha looked up at him. “What's the matter? Do you not know about this?”

“About what?”

Natasha curled her lips into a sneer. “It seems that you are not aware of all the news.”

Boss narrowed his eyes at her.

Natasha deliberately pretended to be in a dilemma, knitting her delicate brows and arranging her gorgeous facial features into a mischievous look. “Let's put it this way. Kenneth is my ex-husband.”

A surprised look flashed across Boss' face.

Natasha continued having her meal and said casually, “I married him a few years ago, but he was such a jerk, so we filed for a divorce.”

Taking in her unconcerned demeanor, Boss could not help but feel curious despite enduring the unbearable pain in his chest. “That's it?”

“That's right.” Natasha nodded. “That's it.”

Boss looked at her in utter perplexity.

“Perhaps I was too ugly a few years ago, so he disliked me, but now”—Natasha let out a chuckle—“I suppose all men judge women by their appearance. Nevertheless, I don't care about such a superficial relationship.”

“Ugly?” Boss regarded her with a confused look.

Although Boss spent most of his time abroad, his perception of female beauty was not affected by the foreign girls' appearances. In his opinion, Natasha was one of the most beautiful women he had seen. A woman as charming as her was difficult to be found even in the entertainment industry, so her self-description of being ugly baffled him.

Natasha contemplated briefly before saying, “Maybe I was not skilled in preening myself in the past, so I was slightly uglier, I think?” Up until that moment, she did not feel that she was hideous. Instead, she found it highly tedious because she had to spend a lot of time and effort primping herself. However, she had made it a habit under Denise's constant reminders.

Still, Boss remained unconvinced. How ugly can someone like her be even without dolling herself up? She's not wearing any makeup at the moment, yet she still looks as captivating as ever. Her tender skin is so fair, and her beauty has a natural elegance. She's so mesmerizing that I find it hard to take my eyes off her.

“So, are you saying you don't love him?” Boss asked.

“Love?” Natasha frowned. “I did love him.”

“How about now?”

“I don't love him anymore the moment we divorced.”

“Can one's feelings be manipulated so easily?”

“One's feelings may not be easily manipulated, but there is only so much hurt and disappointment one's heart can sustain. Why should I continue loving someone who used to disdain me?” Natasha reverted the question to him.

Boss stared at her, seemingly doubtful about what she said.

A few moments later, he grinned. “If you don't love him anymore, why are you two still entangled? I can see that he's willing to sacrifice his life for your sake.”

Natasha's heart shuddered instantaneously. She did not know what interactions between her and Kenneth prompted Boss to come up with such a conclusion. Nonetheless, the only thing she could do at that moment was to act as if she could not care less.

“That's right. He resorted to all kinds of methods to ditch me in the past. And now, he can do the same to possess me.”

Listening to her tone, Boss thought Natasha was genuinely uninterested in Kenneth. “In that case, should I help you kill him?”

Natasha was taken aback as she looked at him in silence.

“What's the matter? Is your heart aching for him?” Boss chirped. Even though his lips were turning paler and his face a sickly shade, he continued to endure the agony. His yellow pupils gleamed as if they could read someone else's mind.

“If you wish to kill him, do it. Don't drag me into this and use me as an excuse. I'm not someone who would lose myself in a relationship. Kenneth Hamilton is not the only man available on this earth. My only wish is for us to separate on good terms.”

“You've said so much, but you're still unwilling to see him dead, right?” Boss uttered firmly.

“If that's how you perceive this matter, there's nothing I can say to change your mind.” Natasha remained indifferent as if she was genuinely apathetic about Kenneth.

“I investigated you and Kenneth when I was in Glenport City, and things were different from the way you describe it now.”

“What did you find out, then?”

“Kenneth is willing to sacrifice his life for you.”

Natasha smiled. “Is that so?”

“What do you think?”

Natasha nodded gracefully. “Perhaps that is true. Men are always chasing after things they cannot have. They have the courage to do anything in the process, but once they achieve their goal, they still won't appreciate what they own. Still, are you sure Kenneth would do so? Is he truly willing to sacrifice his life, or is that just an act to garner pity to acquire the favor of someone he cannot have? Do you really understand him?”

Boss gazed at her in silence.

“I know Kenneth way better than you do. He may appear loyal, but that is just a facade for the public to see. He's very adept at putting up a pretense,” she said.

“But there are things that cannot be faked.”

“It is not that he cannot fake it. It is you who are afraid of believing him.”

Complicated emotions glinted in Boss' eyes.

“I don't know what happened between you and Kenneth, but I advise you not to trust him easily,” Natasha said with a smile.

Despite how convincing she sounded, at that moment, Boss failed to discern who was the one putting on a show in front of him.

Suddenly, pain erupted in the wound on his chest. He clutched his chest and continued to stare at her pensively.

A few seconds later, the doctor arrived.

Boss' subordinate walked up to him. “Boss, the doctor is here. Let him treat your wound first.”

Boss stayed still and did not respond.

“You'll end up losing too much blood and affect our subsequent plan,” his subordinate reminded him.

Upon hearing that, Boss regained his senses.

His subordinate hastily moved forward to check his wound. Boss remained seated opposite Natasha, seemingly challenging her with his eyes.

Then, the doctor piped up, “The wound is quite deep. We'll have to find a place for you to lie down before we disinfect the wound and apply the stitches. Otherwise, you might go into shock due to heavy blood loss.”

“Boss...”

“Let's go back to the room,” Boss suddenly said.

His subordinate immediately stepped forward to help him up.

Boss looked away and stood up unsteadily to leave. At that moment, gazing at his leaving figure from behind while supporting her chin with one hand, Natasha said, “Will your wound affect our schedule two days later?”

Boss looked at her and noticed she was wearing a faint smile as if everything that had happened had nothing to do with her.