Inside the room, the moment Kenneth removed his clothes and revealed his wound, their intimate session came to a stop.
The sight of blood seeping out of his bandaged wound caused Natasha to halt in her tracks. “Did you get hurt?” she asked.
Kenneth lowered his gaze to stare at his wound. He exhaled helplessly.
Since he got hurt, he forced himself not to get too close to Natasha. Alas, he ended up forgetting everything when they got intimate.
Without a word, Kenneth tugged at his shirt, intending to button it up. Nevertheless, Natasha gripped his shirt so he couldn't do so.
“You didn't tell me when and how you got hurt.” Natasha gazed at him intently.
Look at her insistent gaze. She won't give up if I don't say anything.
After contemplating briefly, he looked at her. “How did I get hurt? Someone ambushed Dave and me that night.”
Kenneth subconsciously lied to her as he didn't want her to find out about his encounter with Boss.
After all, he wanted to keep the truth from her.
Natasha shot him a level look. She knew he was hiding something but didn't bother exposing him. In a low voice, she asked, “Is this why you've been avoiding me recently?”
Kenneth grunted in response. “Mm. I was afraid I couldn't hold back, and you'd find out about my injuries.”
Natasha said nothing. She clung to him and brushed her fingers across his wound. “Does it hurt?” she asked gently.
“No, it doesn't hurt,” came Kenneth's reply.
“Only fools would say it doesn't hurt,” Natasha mocked. She pulled his clothes gently to cover him up before getting up.
Kenneth raised his brows, his gaze still intense as ever. “You're not going to continue?”
“Do you want your wound to open up again?” Natasha countered.
Inching to her boldly, Kenneth whispered in her ear, “I'm perfectly all right with that. Besides, you're here. I can just stay still.”
Kenneth pressed a kiss to her earlobe. It caused a tingling sensation, but Natasha's mind was clear.
She pushed him away. “I'm not that desperate.”
Kenneth's gaze bored into her. “But I'm desperate.”
Natasha didn't know what to say.
“Please, Nat?” Kenneth rasped out.
Natasha shook her head vigorously. “No.” She wasn't in the mood for sex now.
“Nat...”
Before Kenneth could say anything, Natasha reached out to hug him, pressing her cheek to his chest.
Kenneth felt his heart calming down when she leaned into his arms. Lowering his gaze, he stared at her side profile and asked, “What's wrong?”
Natasha shook her head without a word but tightened her arms around him.
Kenneth couldn't think of anything else.
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
“Kenneth,” Natasha suddenly called out.
“Mm?”
“If something happens to you one day, I'll continue to live well,” Natasha said in a low voice as she looked up at him.
Kenneth gazed at her, taking in her exquisite features. It was obvious what she meant.
“Mm.” He nodded.
“Will you get mad?” Natasha questioned.
“Of course not. I'm glad you can think that way,” Kenneth answered.
Something glinted in Natasha's charming eyes as she requested, “I hope you'll do the same, too.”
Kenneth gazed at her for some time before saying, “Yeah, got it.”
His answer was “got it” instead of “you have my word.”
That didn't escape Natasha's notice. She didn't force him to comply and rested her cheek against his chest. “Let's promise each other that we'll continue to live and take care of the triplets if something happens to the other.”
After saying that, she waited for Kenneth's reply. However, when she looked up, Kenneth's eyes were shut as though he was fast asleep.
Natasha regarded him bitterly. Without a word, she leaned into his embrace and fell into deep thought.
The triplets were on their way to Thalia when they walked past Spencer's lab. Anthony suddenly came to a stop.
“What's wrong?” Denise asked.
Anthony turned over his shoulder to look at her and Benjamin. “Don't you feel that something's wrong?”
“What are you talking about?” Denise probed.
Anthony was about to explain when Benjamin nodded solemnly. A grave expression rarely seen on kids his age flashed across his face. “Indeed, something's terribly wrong.”
“You felt it, too?” Anthony chimed in earnestly. Even though he was still upset at getting “betrayed,” he perked up upon hearing Benjamin's words.
Benjamin nodded. “Yes. I've been feeling that way for the past few days.”
Anthony bobbed his head.
Denise didn't understand what they were talking about, so she frowned and interjected, “I know you're both intelligent, but can't you make yourselves clear? I'm still here!”
Anthony turned to her. “Denise, didn't you suspect something's off when you told us about Nat's fainting spell?”
Oh, they are talking about that.
Denise nodded. “Yes. Nat is healthy, so even if she had anemia, she wouldn't have fainted. I even asked Thalia about it.”
“What did Thalia say?” Anthony urged.
Denise replied honestly, “Thalia told me anemia causes fainting spells.”
Anthony gave a thoughtful nod. “It's true that anemia causes fainting spells. But, something still seems off. Nat has always been healthy. Besides, Daddy keeps feeding her nutritious food these few days. That shouldn't have happened.”
“Just be straightforward and say that you suspect they are hiding something from us.” Benjamin didn't bother beating around the bush.
Anthony gazed at him. “Yes, that's exactly what I mean.”
“Your plan?” Benjamin asked.
Anthony replied, “I haven't thought of one yet.”
“I have one, though,” Benjamin said.
Both Anthony and Denise looked at him. “What is it?”
Benjamin's gaze landed on Spencer's lab. “We go in and use all means—including bribery and threats—to get an answer.”
“Will that work?” Denise seemed worried.
Anthony gave an approving nod. “We have no other choice, so this is the best way.”
As they both agreed to the plan, Denise couldn't say anything else. “Fine, then. I don't really like the plan, but the majority wins. It's a yes from me!”
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