Not Twins (Natasha and Kenneth)

Chapter 115

Just then, Kenneth turned around to look at Benjamin and asked, “Benjamin, what do you like?”

Perhaps Benjamin did not expect Kenneth to ask him such a question, he was briefly stunned

before he arched a brow and responded, “I like… power and authority?”

Kenneth was at a loss of words.

Benjamin chuckled. “I’m just kidding. I don’t have anything that I really like. Maybe for Denise to be

happy, Mommy to be healthy, and Gramps to live a long life? As long as everyone is together and

happy, that’s enough for me. There is nothing that I really like.”

Hearing those words, Kenneth smiled in relief.

It seems like Natasha has taught the two kids very well. One is innocent and adorable, while the

other is mature and sensible.

Kenneth stretched out his hand and stroked the boy’s head. “Benjamin is indeed a sensible boy.”

That action left Benjamin momentarily shocked, but he soon broke into a smile, and his cheeks

flushed with embarrassment.

Ever since he learned that Kenneth was his father, he had kept a distance from the latter while

secretly observing him. However, that intimate behavior earlier instantly penetrated his heart.

It turned out that Kenneth was not as bad as Benjamin had expected. At the very least, the man

fulfilled the image of a fatherly figure the latter had in mind—mature and composed, wealthy and

powerful; more importantly, handsome.

Kenneth was absolutely the type of man Benjamin aspired to become, except for one major

imperfection—his love life.

To put it plainly, the man was hem and haw with relationships. If he could kick that bad habit, he

would probably be the perfect man on earth!

At that very moment, Kenneth stared at him. “But if there are any material things you like, feel free

to tell me. From now on, I will be there at every celebration for you and Denise.”

Um… Is that considered a form of love confession?

It would be a lie if Benjamin said he was not a wee bit excited deep inside. After all, every boy had

a noble father they dreamed about having, and Kenneth was the perfect image of what Benjamin

imagined his father to be.

Well, Anthony, it’s a pity you aren’t around now!

Despite his raging emotions deep within, Benjamin pretended to look calm, as if he had the whole

situation under his control. “Mmm, I got it.” He nodded.

While Kenneth was interacting with the kids, Natasha, who was having breakfast, occasionally

snuck a glance and squinted her eyes without saying anything.

Meanwhile, displeasure was overflowing from Terence’s gaze and expression. But noticing how

happy Denise and Benjamin were, he glanced at Natasha.

“Aren’t you doing anything about it?”

“They seem rather happy, don’t they?” Natasha did not seem to mind.

She was, in fact, not against the idea of raising the kids together had Kenneth not been that

despicable and cruel. Deep down, she believed that the kids needed fatherly love too.

“What if he snatches them away from you?” Terence was still visibly fazed.

The corners of Natasha’s lips curled upward. “If that’s the case, he’s not qualified to be a father. I

will fight him with all my might.”

Terence mulled over for a mere moment. “He knows everything?”

“I didn’t say anything anyway.”

Terence took another look at Kenneth and heaved a sigh. “It doesn’t matter. Just based on how

much they’re genetically alike, and not to forget Liam’s attitude, there’s no difference from

announcing it to the world.”

Natasha smiled and comforted, “All right, Grandpa. Don’t worry. I know what to do.”

With all that said, there was nothing more Terence could refute, and he merely pursed his lips

together. “I’ll go buy something.” Finishing that, he got up and headed outside.

“Gramps, where are you going?” Benjamin’s voice abruptly sounded from behind.

“To buy some stuff,” Terence replied dully, his tone laced with unhappiness.

Benjamin exclaimed, “I’ll go with you!”

Hearing that, Terence raised his eyebrow. His expression had evidently brightened up a little.

“Sure. Let’s go.”

Benjamin turned to Kenneth. “Mr. Handsome, I-”

“Go on!” the latter urged even before the boy could finish his sentence.

With a knowing smile, Benjamin nodded and went up to Terence.

“Let’s go, Gramps.”

Terence felt his heart relax at the sight of the boy and the two then headed outside together.

And with that, the hospital ward was left with only three people.

While playing with Denise, Kenneth peeked at Natasha and felt pleased when he noticed that she

did not seem upset about it.

At the same time, she had finished her meal and was about to stand up. Upon seeing that,

Kenneth immediately rushed over and took the bowl from her hand. “Let me do it.”

In response, Natasha said, “Bring me another bowl, then. Thanks!”

Kenneth smirked. “No problem.”

Denise, who had been watching the two from one corner, sneakily reached for the phone to

capture the scene and sent it in the group chat the three shared. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Right then, someone knocked on the door. Denise immediately got up. “I’ll open the door.”

She walked over and opened the door.

Thea was about to speak when she saw the girl standing before her. At once, her brows furrowed.

“Why are you here?” She had a deep impression of Denise.

Likewise, the latter remembered Thea well. Being the woman who stayed by Kenneth’s side with

ulterior motives, there was no way the young girl would forget about her.

Denise smiled. “I should be the one asking you that.”

For reasons unbeknownst to her, Thea felt a disliking toward the girl the moment she opened her

mouth to speak. On a closer look, there was also a tinge of hatred glinting in her eyes.

“Isn’t this Natasha Watson’s ward?” Thea frowned and asked.

“You’re looking for my mommy?”

“Natasha is your mommy?” Thea queried.

“Do you have a problem with that?” Denise answered with a question.

Thea was taken aback. “Is Kenneth inside?”

At that moment, the man walked to the door. “What’s wrong, Denise?”

“Kenneth!”

Upon seeing Thea standing by the door, his brows knitted into a line. “Why are you here?”

“You didn’t answer my calls. I know Ms. Watson stays here, so I specially made my way over to

take a look…” As she said that, she swept her gaze to Denise. “Kenneth, what exactly is going

on?”

The man gazed at the young girl beside him and lifted his hand to ruffle her hair adoringly. He then

looked back up and threw a question back at Thea. “Why are you looking for me?”

“I…” Thea was in a state of confusion that her mind went blank.

What should I say? Wait. No! Isn’t the existence of this kid the most important question right now?

Is she Natasha’s child?

“Kenneth, is she really Natasha’s daughter?” Thea asked.

Presumably hearing the commotion at the door, Natasha figured out what was going on and softly

called out, “Denise, come in.”

As soon as she heard that voice, the girl glanced at Kenneth and headed back inside. “I’m

coming.”

Is that really Natasha?

Feeling her head throbbing badly and unable to bear the extreme pressure any longer, Thea

pushed the man aside and stepped inward.

Coming into her line of sight was Natasha reprimanding Denise while sitting on the edge of the

bed. “Stay out of other’s business. Understand?”

The girl nodded her head in response. “I got it, Mommy!”

Thea, who had her eyes glued to the woman on the bed, was dumbfounded when she heard the

young girl call the woman “Mommy” during their interaction. Is she really Natasha’s daughter?