You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth)

Chapter 944 I Want To See Them Fall

Natasha simply sat on the bed. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Watching the retreating figure of Benjamin heading toward the bathroom, one could tell what he was going to do there, even without him saying a word.

At that moment, Natasha couldn't help it anymore. Her eyes welled up with tears.

Kenneth stood by silently, watching the mother and son.

Once Benjamin had left for the bathroom, Natasha's tears began to fall. Only then did Kenneth walk over to her. Without saying a word, he reached out and pulled Natasha into his embrace.

Natasha leaned into his embrace, and even though she was sad, she felt a sense of relief, as though a great burden had been taken off her shoulders.

Otherwise, she couldn't express how weary her heart was from having to face their various lies to the children every day.

Natasha longed to see them yet feared their probing questions. As a result, she found excuses to avoid them every day. Now, she was free to see them whenever she wished without any reservations...

Leaning into Kenneth's embrace, a faint smile still lingered on Natasha's pale face. At that moment, she said softly, “Kenneth, you're right. Now, I really don't need to pretend anymore.”

Kenneth lowered his gaze to look at her. “Have you thought things through?”

“I'd long come to terms with letting them know about it, yet I still felt that delaying their knowledge by just one day meant giving them one more day of happiness.”

Kenneth looked at her palm-sized face, feeling an indescribable heartache. “Fool!” he said, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

Leaning on his shoulder, Natasha spoke after a long silence, “Kenneth.”

“Hmm?”

As she spoke, Natasha glanced in the direction of the bathroom and uttered, “The little one must be crying in there now...”

With that, she averted her gaze and looked up at Kenneth. “I might need you to comfort Benjamin later, I'm out of energy...”

After having her blood drawn and chatting with Benjamin for a while, she felt as if she had exhausted all her energy. Now, her mind was foggy, and all she wanted to do was to lie down and have a good sleep.

Listening to her exhausted tone sent a wave of bitterness washing over Kenneth. He lowered his gaze and nodded. “All right, you rest well. Leave everything else to me.”

“Okay!” Natasha replied with a smile.

Afterward, Kenneth laid her on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

“Don't overthink it. Take some time to rest well.”

Natasha nodded, wanting to say something more, but her eyelids felt extremely heavy. In the end, she softly mumbled a response and immediately fell asleep.

Kenneth sat by the bed, looking at her with an indescribably complex gaze.

At that moment, an image flashed in his mind. It was the first time he had seen her after she returned to the country.

Kenneth narrowed his eyes, a flash of determination glinting in their depths.

“Rest well,” Kenneth said as he bent down to gently plant a kiss on her forehead.

Inside the bathroom, Benjamin stood in front of the mirror.

He didn't even know what was happening, but tears were uncontrollably streaming down his face.

His hands were trembling, and so were his legs.

He used to be fearless, never knowing the meaning of the word “fear.” But now, for the first time, he truly understood what it meant.

Yes, he became afraid.

He never imagined that one day, Natasha would leave them.

Even when he thought of her with white hair, aged and frail, he had never imagined a scenario where Natasha would leave them.

In his mind, it seemed as if Natasha would never leave.

Even though they were raised in a single-parent household, Natasha provided them with a sense of security, both emotionally and materially. They never lacked anything. It was this sense of security that prevented him from ever considering a different scenario where their mother was no longer around.

Now, however, having seen the effects of the poison on Thalia before, he knew how much pain Natasha must have endured.

Benjamin failed to put his frustration into words.

He beat himself up for failing to notice how thin Natasha had become thin in just a few days.

Benjamin continued to chastise himself fiercely in front of the restroom mirror.

Gradually, Benjamin lifted his gaze, looking at his reflection in the mirror. The next second, his fist slammed down hard on the basin.

He pummeled the solid basin over and over again.

It seemed that only such a release could make him feel a bit better inside.

He kept going until his fist felt so numb that it no longer hurt. Only then did he stop.

Benjamin stared at his reflection in the mirror. There was a fleeting moment when he thought he was looking at a stranger.

His thoughts had begun to wander when suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Benjamin turned around, his gaze directed toward the door.

“Benjamin, it's me.” Kenneth's voice echoed from outside.

Benjamin looked on, remaining silent.

“I know you must have a lot on your mind. Come out, let's talk!” said Kenneth.

Benjamin stared at the door, unmoving.

Kenneth sighed and continued, “I don't have much time. If you're willing to waste it on this, I can always come back and chat with you later. I'll give you three minutes to think about it.”

Still, Benjamin stood quietly in the bathroom, his gaze fixed intently on the door.

Outside the bathroom, Kenneth no longer urged his son to open the door. Instead, after checking the time, he began counting down the seconds as he waited.

The seconds ticked away.

As the three-minute mark approached, Kenneth let out a sigh and announced, “All right then. Let's talk about it when I return.”

Rather than comforting him, Kenneth had more important things to do.

Seeing that Benjamin had no intention of coming out, Kenneth turned around and left.

However, just as he turned around, suddenly, the sound of a door opening rang out behind him.

Kenneth froze, turning his head around, only to see Benjamin standing at the door, looking at him.

Kenneth gave him a once-over, his brows furrowing upon noticing his son's slightly swollen hand.

“Daddy, take me with you,” Benjamin suddenly said.

“Where should I take you?” Kenneth asked.

“I know you're planning something tonight, and I want in,” Benjamin said.

Upon hearing his words, Kenneth's eyebrows furrowed tightly. “What can you do?”

“No matter what it takes, I'll do it. I'll avenge Nat by taking their lives!” Benjamin muttered. His voice choked with emotion as he uttered the word “revenge.”

Listening to his words, Kenneth sighed helplessly. He walked toward Benjamin, reached out, and gently patted his son's head. “I know you're angry right now, but Benjamin, now is not the time to let your emotions run wild...”

“Daddy, even if I can't do anything, I want to see them fall one by one. Daddy, I promise I won't cause any trouble. I want to go!” Benjamin declared, stressing each word.