Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 532

Chapter 532

Many possibilities crossed his mind.

Then, he locked his gaze on Natasha. “Nat, something's not right!”

“What is it?” she asked.

His eyes twinkled as he gazed at her. “Anthony is good with computers, too, right?”

Natasha hesitated for a moment before nodding.

He stared at her, a dark glint flashing across his eyes. After a long silence, he voiced out the wild possibility in his mind by asking, “Don't tell me, is Anthony Anonymous?”

Natasha remained silent.

I knew this secret can't be kept for long, but Anthony will have to explain this himself.

Taking in Natasha's silence, Kenneth narrowed his eyes. “Judging by your reaction, I think I'm right.”

She immediately shook her head. “I didn't say anything.”

However, her reaction just made it all the more suspicious.

Anthony was indeed intelligent. Kenneth had always been curious about how and on what basis Anthony had joined Darknetz.

Previously, he couldn't figure it out and even intended to ask Anthony about it when he had time. However, he had been unable to free up his schedule. If Anthony really was Anonymous, then all the pieces of the puzzle would fall into place. Everything would make sense.

Why did Anthony show up so quickly at the hospital after Nat had gotten into trouble? Why did Thalia put so much effort into protecting him? How was he able to get his hands on the information Nat had sent over? Why did Anthony take action when no one responded after I asked for Anonymous' help to deal with Vermillion Base? Most importantly, whenever I mentioned Anonymous, Anthony's reaction was rather strange.

Kenneth was finally able to connect the dots.

It was not that he did not consider the possibility after noticing so many coincidences. However, he was completely unable to imagine that a top hacker was a child, despite how Anthony displayed his extraordinary intelligence.

The possibility was indeed absurd to think about.

At that thought, a meaningful smile appeared on Kenneth's face.

Should I feel relieved or angry? That is my son! My beloved son!

There were no words that could describe the expression on Kenneth's face.

Seeing how confident Kenneth was in his theory, it was unlikely for Natasha to be able to convince him otherwise.

After pondering for a moment, she suggested, “Why don't I get Anthony to come in here? Both of you can have a chat.”

“There's no need to,” Kenneth replied.

Natasha was dumbfounded.

He narrowed his eyes. “Since he kept this from me, don't blame me for showing him no mercy.”

Noticing the glint that flashed across his eyes, she knew that things would not end well.

Just when she was about to remove herself from his embrace, he suddenly tightened his hold on her. “Nat, are you going to tip him off?”

“Of course not. This is between you and him. I won't get involved,” she replied.

After hearing that, he nodded in satisfaction. But then, he looked at her and asked, “Where are you going, then?”

“I... My stomach feels a little weird.”

“Does it hurt?” he asked, his brows furrowing slightly.

She nodded wordlessly.

A look of distress appeared on his face as he laid Natasha down on the bed before tucking her in. ”You get some rest and wait for me.” He immediately got off the bed after finishing his sentence.

She stared at his leaving figure, asking, “Where are you going?”

“I'll be back soon.” With that, he left without even a glance back.

She lay in bed as she watched him leave, knitting her brows when she felt the painful sensation in her stomach.

Ten minutes later, Kenneth returned to the room with a mug in his hand.

He walked to the bedside and said, “Here, Nat. Drink this.”

She sat up and looked at the mug. “Is this hot chocolate?”

He nodded and said in a low voice, “You'll feel better after drinking this.”

She looked at him for a moment, took the mug from him, and took a few sips.

“The temperature is just right. It'll be better if you down it in one go,” he added.

She threw him another glance before finishing the rest of the drink.

It was weird. After she finished the hot chocolate, her stomach, which was hurting, felt as if a surge of warmth had seeped into it, taking away all the pain.

Taking note of her eased expression, Kenneth asked, “How are you feeling now?”

“It doesn't hurt anymore,” Natasha replied.

The corners of Kenneth's lips curved into a faint smile. He then reached out and placed his hand on her stomach.

“What are you doing?”

“I'm rubbing your stomach for you. It'll help you feel better.”

As he rubbed her stomach, the warmth from his palm was soothing. Soon after, she felt a lot better.

Initially, jolts of pain would assail her from time to time, but all of a sudden, she felt as though her body was light and airy.

Taking in the serious expression on Kenneth's face, she remained silent.

Seemingly sensing her hesitance, he said, “If you have something to say, say it.”

She shook her head. “It's nothing.”

His eyes swept over her and his lips curved into a smile. “Are you curious as to how I knew to do all these?”

She hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Yeah.”

“When I was a child, my father would do this for my mother whenever her stomach hurt.” As he spoke, he slowly lifted his gaze to look at her. “My father also ordered me to make hot chocolate multiple times. I caught on to it after making it so many times.”

Natasha gazed at him, a faint smile on her lips.

“Therefore, I wasn't taught by some other woman, and I have never done this for any woman before. Even my mother only had the luxury to drink the hot chocolate I made. You are the first woman to enjoy my care. You'll be the last as well.”

The smile on Natasha's face widened as she continued to stare at him.

She had to admit that his words made her feel a lot better.

At first, she still had some suspicions about him. But at that moment, all of that had dissipated.

In actuality, she had not expected herself to be the only woman Kenneth had ever loved. He had been such a jerk in the past, after all. However, after hearing his words, the happiness that washed over her was still indescribable.

Without saying anything, she merely smiled as she closed her eyes to take a short rest. However, she eventually fell into a deep sleep.

Kenneth sat by the bedside, still massaging her stomach, albeit easing up his movements so as not to disturb her sleep. He broke into a smile as he gazed at her relaxed sleeping face.

Although I'm a little mad at being kept in the dark about Anthony being Anonymous, I feel more relieved than anything. At least I know there is no one that could take Natasha away from me. She belongs to me. She is completely mine.

At that thought, a smug expression formed on his face.

Gazing at her, he leaned forward and lightly planted a kiss on her forehead.