Chapter 134
Chapter 134
After hearing Kenneth's words, Fabian looked at him hesitantly.
“Mr. Hamilton, is this... appropriate?”
“Just do as I say.”
If this thing is the same as I've speculated, then it's time for me to bring this to an end.
When Fabian heard the determination in Kenneth's tone, he inclined his head. “I understand. I'll work on it right away.”
Just as he was about to leave, Natasha entered.
“Ms. Watson, it's been a while,” Fabian greeted with a smile.
Natasha curled her lips as she looked at him. “It hasn't been a long while; it's only been a few days.”
Fabian chuckled awkwardly. “You're fine, right? This is my fault. This happened because of my negligence. I didn't check it through properly, and it nearly hurt you.”
Natasha gave Fabian a glimpse before her eyes flitted toward the man on the bed. It was then she found out that they had been investigating the matter the entire time.
Finally, her gaze fixed on Fabian. “You were helping out. How can I say that this is your fault? In fact, I have to thank you.”
“No, no, I wouldn’t dare to accept that.” Fabian gave her a humble smile.
“Regardless of what kind of reason or goal you have, I'll still remember this favor of yours,” Natasha said.
She was a woman who would respond to kindness with kindness and grudges with a vengeance.
Even though Fabian was working for Kenneth, he had indeed helped out on the matter.
Fabian's eyes lit up. “Ms. Watson, it's my pleasure to hear that from you.”
He had to admit that he liked Natasha quite a bit.
She was smart and generous.
If she could still be with Kenneth, he would be climbing to the top of the pyramid in no time.
Just the very thought of it made him feel hopeful about his future.
At that moment, Natasha was smiling at him.
What a kind smile she has! Fabian lamented inwardly.
However, that was not a thought shared by Kenneth behind him. When he saw Natasha smiling at Fabian, he knitted his brows.
I rarely see that smile myself.
He picked up his phone and sent a message to Fabian.
Fabian was in the middle of a conversation with Natasha when his phone rang. He casually lifted the phone and looked at the screen.
Mr. Hamilton: Get lost right away.
Uh...
Fabian turned around to sneak a glance at the man on the bed and saw the warning look in his eyes.
Is he jealous?
Upon thinking about how he was chatting away with Natasha, Fabian figured out what was happening.
How can I possibly chat so much with Ms. Watson around Mr. Hamilton?
With that shocking revelation in his mind, he quickly looked away and said, “Ms. Watson, I have something else to work on, so I'll be going first. I'll leave... Mr.
Hamilton in your care.”
The sneaky actions that the two men were doing did not escape Natasha's attention.
However, she said nothing about it as she nodded at Fabian. “Okay, be careful on the road.”
After Fabian nodded back in response, he fled the scene.
He finally let out a sigh of relief as the door closed. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
Mr. Hamilton's too jealous! Looks like I'll really have to keep a distance from Ms. Watson from now on, lest he murder me!
At that, Fabian patted his chest and hurried away.
Meanwhile, in the ward, once Fabian was gone, Kenneth ceased the menacing act and returned to normal.
Natasha walked over and sat on the side of the bed as she stared at him.
“What are you looking at?” Kenneth asked, feeling a little conscious. It felt as if she had seen through what he had just done to Fabian.
Natasha's lips curled. A moment later, she said, “Have you been looking into this all along?”
“Do you have a problem with it?” Kenneth asked.
Natasha pressed her lips together tightly. Just as she was mulling over what she should say, Kenneth continued, “Don't overthink it. I'm not looking into this for you.”
That made Natasha arch a brow.
“That person executed their plan at Hamilton Corporation parking lot, and they even did something to the car. Who knows if that person is targeting me?”
Natasha did not reply to that; she just kept staring at him.
“Moreover, even if they're targeting you, that car is mine. No one can say for sure this matter won't involve me.”
After hearing his explanation, Natasha inclined her head and answered, “Okay, I understand.”
You understand? What do you understand?
Kenneth creased his forehead as he looked at Natasha. “What do you understand?”
“I understand everything you said.”
Kenneth's frown deepened.
Does she really understand what I just said?
“There's nothing else I want to talk about anymore. Rest well.” With that said,
Natasha rose to her feet to leave.
In the next second, Kenneth sat up and grabbed her wrist.
Natasha lowered her eyes to look at him.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“Back to my ward to rest.”
Kenneth hesitated for a beat before he inquired, “Fabian didn't do this for you, but you told him that you'd remember the favor. On the other hand, all you responded to me was a simple 'I understand'?”
Natasha nodded. “You're compensating for what you've done. In that case, there's no need for me to remember the favor.”
Kenneth furrowed his brows even more. “Do you even have a heart, Natasha?”
“If I don't, I won't be here asking you questions.
“Rubbish! I say you don't have a heart at all.”
Natasha frowned at him.
“Besides, who said I don't need you to remember that you owe me a favor? I need you to,” Kenneth enunciated. “Not only do I need you to do that, but I want you to carve that moment into your heart.”
His words rendered Natasha speechless.
Isn't he just being shameless?
When Kenneth heard nothing else from Natasha, he pulled her over.
“Sit down and chat with me for a while.”
Natasha gave him a glance before sitting down again.
An almost indiscernible smile grew on Kenneth's lips.
Clearing his throat, he randomly picked a topic and asked, “Where's Grandpa and Old Mr. Watson?”
“They've gone to school to pick up Denise and Benjamin.”
Kenneth could imagine the scene of the two elderly men fighting against each other for the children. After all, they were already fighting against each other to pick the children up.
Three kids... If only there were four kids, they would be able to each have two. If there are only three kids, this battle will never end.
Right then, a thought popped into Kenneth's head, and he turned to Natasha with wide, inquiring eyes. “Natasha, do you really only have three kids?”
He narrowed his eyes. “You didn't hide any kids from me, did you?”
This doesn't make sense. Her kids are named alphabetically, but there's a skip in the alphabet letters.
Natasha fell silent for a moment.
“You really have another?” Kenneth asked in disbelief, his deep voice even rising in pitch.
“Rubbish!” Natasha snapped.
“What about the letter C?” he asked.
“I don't like the letter C,” Natasha said solemnly.
“You don't like it? Why?”
Instead of answering him, she stared at him for a long time before asking, “What do you think?”
When he saw the displeasure in her eyes, he mulled over it for a moment before curling his lips. “You don't like the letter C because of me?”