Despite her weak physical state, Natasha was still as feisty as usual.
Kenneth's interest was piqued when he noticed her penetrating eyes glaring at him. He walked over and asked, “Why? Are you jealous?”
“Jealous?” Natasha questioned before immediately denying it. “That's impossible.”
“Why would it be impossible? Why do you keep bringing her up if you aren't jealous?” Kenneth asked as a strange look flashed across his dark, solemn eyes.
“I'm just curious,” she replied.
“What are you curious about?”
“I'm just wondering what kind of woman is capable of capturing your heart,” Natasha said.
“Why would you be curious about her?” “I don't think it's strange for a woman you had abandoned to be curious about this. Don't you think so?” asked Natasha.
Kenneth narrowed his eyes when he heard the word “abandoned” come out of her mouth. Even though she said it casually, the word still sounded offensive to him.
“Natasha, you don't have to be so harsh. I did not abandon you.”
“Am I wrong?”
“We only got married because of Grandpa. There were no feelings of love between us, so our divorce was the best decision for both of us,” Kenneth explained.
Upon hearing his words, Natasha gathered her expression as she retracted the disappointment in her eyes. Then she nodded. “That... makes sense.”
The expression in her eyes somehow gave Kenneth the feeling that he had hurt her.
He furrowed his eyebrows and asked, “Why? Did you have feelings for me?”
The corner of her pale lips curled upward as Natasha scoffed, “I must be crazy if I had
feelings for you.”
Somehow Natasha's words were always so unpleasant to his ears.
Looking at her sternly, Kenneth warned, “It's not entirely impossible for you to turn crazy. Natasha, it would be best if you stopped being curious about my affairs before things spiral out of control.”
“Don't worry. I wasn't planning on falling for the same trap twice.”
Kenneth was at a loss of words.
Would it hurt for her to refrain from saying unnecessary things?
Knowing that Kenneth was about to lose his cool, Natasha quickly changed the topic.
“All right, I'm tired. I'm going to rest. You may leave now.”
With that, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
It was a good thing that she reacted fast enough. Who knew what Kenneth would do if she were to provoke him any further?
Finally, the air in the room was quiet. Kenneth glanced in Natasha's direction and watched her sleep. Her face was still flushed, and beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead. Yet, despite being in such a worn state, she still looked unrealistically beautiful.
A suspicion grew within him as he wondered how different she had become even though she still looked the same as before, and there were no changes in her appearance throughout the years.
Could there be something wrong with my eyes?
Kenneth's lips contorted into a snicker as he pondered.
As he listened to Natasha's steady breathing, he stood up and gently put the blanket on her before leaving the ward quietly.
In the corridor, Kenneth dialed Fabian's number.
“Mr. Hamilton, how can I help you?” Fabian queried.
After a moment of silence, Kenneth finally spoke up. “Do you have Gaston's information in your hands?”
“H-How did you know?” Fabian asked in surprise.
“Name a price. I want you to hand over the information to the police tonight,” Kenneth instructed.
Fabian realized that things seemed to be getting out of hand. “Did he do something to offend you?”
“I just think that a person like him should be taught a lesson.” Although Kenneth's tone of voice sounded nonchalant, Fabian knew that Gaston must have offended him.
“Initially, I only collected information about him because I did not like him.
Never would I have expected it to come in handy. Then I shall not stand on ceremony, Mr. Hamilton!” Fabian exclaimed.
“Okay.”
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