Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 548

Chapter 548

The two of them were the only ones left in the room.

They looked at each other. After a long time, Natasha finally spoke up. “Is this what Anthony wanted to talk about at first?”

Kenneth glanced at her. He hesitated momentarily, then walked over and brushed his slender fingers through her hair. While cupping her face, he asked, “Would you be disappointed if I said no?”

“If that's the case, it would be a more fitting explanation of the earlier situation,” Natasha replied flatly. She knew that much.

Kenneth was aware that she was extremely bright. It would only make things look worse if he kept trying to hide it from her.

As he pondered, his gaze remained fixated on her face. “It's true that what he said is something I've secretly been deliberating over, though.”

That single sentence had Natasha a little stunned. She stared at him without saying a word.

“I'll compensate you for everything I've owed you over the years. I won't skimp on a single thing,” Kenneth promised while looking at her.

“There's no need for that. I don't care about such things,” she answered.

“How can I say that I love you if I don't even pay you back?” he countered.

“You know I don't mind,” she insisted.

“But I do,” Kenneth argued. Gazing at her, he promised, “I've already owed you once. I don't want to owe you a second time. I'll carry out every promise I make to you, Nat.”

Natasha stared back at him, her lips quirking into a small smile. “Okay.”

Kenneth gently brought her in front of him and planted a peck on her forehead.

The woman smiled, then said, “Your injury's almost completely healed, Kenneth. Let's go back in another two days. I miss home, and I miss Grandpa.”

For a moment, Kenneth was dazed. Something peculiar flashed across his gaze, but he casually concealed it. Glancing at her, he answered, “Okay!”

“I'll give Grandpa a call, then, and tell him that we'll be going back together. I don't want him to worry,” Natasha explained.

In response, he nodded. “All right.”

“Give me your phone.” She stretched her hand out instantly.

Without hesitation, Kenneth took out his phone and placed it on her palm.

After getting it, Natasha turned around to make the call.

He observed her for a moment, then slowly retracted his gaze and headed outside.

Meanwhile, Anthony was lazily leaning against the wall beside the door.

From time to time, he would check his fingernails and clothes. The boy seemed so relaxed and carefree.

Right then, he looked up and saw Kenneth walking out of the room. “Out so fast?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

Kenneth stared back at him. This kid is a lot more ruthless than I thought, though I have to admit that he's also a lot like me.

Without moving his gaze away from his son, Kenneth replied, “I knew you were waiting for me. Of course, I had to come out and have a chat with you.”

At that moment, Anthony eyed him. There was a grin on his face. “Daddy, if you're having second thoughts, I can run into the room now and tell Nat.”

“You're threatening me,” Kenneth stated, his gaze still on his son.

Anthony nodded in a nonchalant manner. “That's right.”

In response, Kenneth narrowed his eyes.

“Even a vicious tiger will not eat its own cubs, Daddy. I'm your son, so you won't do anything to me. What's the point of this, then? Even if you look at me like that, I'm not scared,” Anthony taunted while shaking his head.

The boy had obviously thought it through and planned it all out in detail.

However, Kenneth would never let himself be under someone else's thumb.

At that point, he grabbed Anthony with one hand and stared him down. “Indeed, I can't do anything to you.”

The latter looked back at him with a smug smirk on his face. “Good that you know.”

“I heard that you're ticklish?” Kenneth raised his eyebrows.

When Anthony heard that, his eyes widened immediately. “W-Who told you that?”

“It doesn't matter who told me. What matters is whether it's true or not,” Kenneth stated. His large hand then slid down to Anthony's waist.

The thought of it alone already made Anthony feel ticklish. He immediately blurted, “If you do that, I'm going to scream for Nat, Daddy.”

“It's not like I'm beating you up. So what if you scream for Nat?” Kenneth pointed out.

Just as he was about to start tickling him, Anthony quickly got out of his grip while giggling.

When he turned to look back, he was both angry and indignant. “How can you be so unreasonable, Daddy? I'm helping you, yet you want to bite the hand that feeds you?”

“What are you helping me with?” Kenneth asked.

“Getting together with Nat, obviously. With the words I said earlier, I'd helped resolve the crisis and also aided you. Your relationship with Nat will progress naturally, am I right?” Anthony elaborated.

Kenneth eyed him. “So, you're saying that I should be thanking you?”

Anthony was silent for a moment. “Well, it doesn't matter if you thank me or not. However, you still can't bite the hand that feeds you.”

Kenneth chuckled. “Well, since you said it, I suppose I'm going to do just that.”

Upon hearing that, Anthony placed a huge distance between the two of them. “How could you say that, Daddy? As an adult, you should be setting a good example for us, right?”

That baffled Kenneth. A good example? Since when do I have to do that?

He continued staring at Anthony. In a calm voice, he replied, “You didn't grow up under my care all these years, yet it seems to me that you share many similarities with me. Obviously, it isn't because of the example I've set. It's the work of genetic inheritance!”

Anthony was at a loss for words.

It felt like he had just dug his own grave.

“We're different at our cores, though,” he protested after some hesitation.

“What's so different about us? Give me an example,” Kenneth said.

“For example, I...” Anthony's voice trailed off as he contemplated. He could not come up with anything, so in the end, he stated, “I'm not thick-skinned. I didn't take after you in that aspect, right?”

All of a sudden, Kenneth smiled. “The fact that you were able to say that alone proves that you're thick-skinned.”

Anthony had nothing to say in response.

It seemed that he was still inferior to his father when it came to arguments.

Are genes really that powerful? Puzzlement was the perfect word to describe Anthony's emotion at the moment.

After all, it was his first time losing.

He blinked as intense regret welled up in his heart. “Why didn't I take after Nat?”

“My genes are just too strong, I guess,” Kenneth suggested. The thought of it made him uncontrollably happy.

Anthony flashed him a fake smile. “You're right, Daddy. I'm thick-skinned, just like you.”

It was Kenneth's turn to be speechless.

There were some things that had to be expressed through actions, not words. Kenneth began wiggling his fingers and teased, “It seems that I have to teach you a lesson for you to know your place.”

Just when he was about to get closer, Anthony backed off quickly. The boy stared at Kenneth and exclaimed, “That's all for today, then. I'll talk to you again after I figure out the latter part of the plan. Bye!” With that, the former swiftly ran away.

Watching Anthony's receding figure, Kenneth smiled in resignation.

It was his first time realizing that there could be someone who resembled him so much in that world.

In fact, it was no mistake to say that Anthony was a miniature version of him.

That feeling was hard to describe.

With a smile on his face, Kenneth was about to get up and leave when he heard the sound of something breaking from inside the room.

Startled, he quickly pushed the door open and headed inside.