You're Out Daddy

Chapter 751 Very Much Like Those Henpecked Husbands

As soon as the triplets saw the man who entered the room, they went silent.

Kenneth swept a placid gaze over them, quirking a brow. “Why have the lot of you gone quiet? Were you talking

about me?”

Natasha did not say anything but signaled the children with her eyes.

Denise was a smart cookie. She spread her arms and threw herself at Kenneth. “We were complimenting you,

Daddy!”

“Complimenting me?” Kenneth raised a brow, skeptical about that claim.

When Denise reached him, she took his hand naturally. “Yes, complimenting you.”

“On what?” Kenneth asked, looking down at her.

Denise abruptly lifted the man's sleeve. She had wanted to say something else, but her brows knitted together in

distress when she caught sight of the bloody bite mark on his arm.

“Daddy...” Her eyes turned red-rimmed as she gazed at him, such anguish flooding her that her voice got stuck in

her throat. She could not even utter a single word.

His injury was far worse than that on Natasha's arm.

Kenneth did not bother hiding or covering up the injury. Holding her heartbroken gaze, he asked airily, “What's

wrong?”

Denise pouted, heartache etched across her features. “Daddy, I know you've got a great relationship with Nat, but

did you have to bite each other in a vow of loyalty? It must have been painful!”

Promptly snapping his eyes up, Kenneth glanced at Natasha, who remained calm and said nothing.

From that look alone, he understood everything right away.

He gazed down at Denise. “Yeah, it was rather painful. So, don't go around doing the same with others when you

grow up in the future, Denise.”

“I'd never do this!” Denise said without hesitance. Hah! I'd never do such a painful thing!

Kenneth chuckled.

“Say, Nat is beautiful, and her arms were flawless. She could've become a celebrity. Now, there's a scar after the

bite. How is she going to be a superstar in the future?” Denise griped.

Kenneth frowned. “A superstar? Nat?”

“Yeah!”

Kenneth snorted. “Others become a celebrity to make a living. What would be Nat's goal? To cause trouble?”

Considering her temper, she wouldn't even have any regard for the financial backer behind the scenes, much less

the director and producer!

Words eluded Denise for a moment. “Nat isn't all that violent.”

“Denise, I think you're wearing rose-colored glasses when it comes to her,” Kenneth said.

Just when Denise was about to argue further, Natasha demanded while scowling at Kenneth, “Am I that ferocious,

Kenneth?”

“Yeah. That word is a pretty apt description for you.”

That struck Natasha speechless.

The triplets at the side started giggling away.

Following their laughter, Natasha directed her gaze at them. “Why, do you all feel the same way?”

Immediately, Denise shook her head and said ingratiatingly, “No, of course not! To me, Nat, you're perfect.”

Natasha bobbed her head in gratification.

Seeing that, Benjamin chimed in, “Yeah, you're the most gentle person.”

Hmm, this answer is also quite good.

Finally, Natasha's gaze fell on Anthony.

At that very moment, he was still massaging Natasha's leg. His face was devoid of expression, and he merely

uttered, “Yeah, you always love us most.”

Denise narrowed her eyes. “Your answer seems really devious, Tony.”

Anthony stared at Natasha. There was little emotion in his ebony eyes, but they were beyond solemn. “I'm merely

speaking the truth.”

The corners of Natasha's mouth lifted.

Undeniably, my darlings understand me best. They always know what I want to hear. Sure enough, I didn't pamper

them in vain!

She turned her gaze to Kenneth, her eyes narrowing languidly. “Did you hear that, Mr. Hamilton? Those are the

correct answers. I hope you can also emulate them in the future.”

Kenneth's lips curved upward, and he dipped his head before fixing his eyes on her. “But I actually haven't finished

speaking earlier. I was going to say that no matter what others think of you, you're always the best to me. Any side

of you is perfect.”

Despite knowing that the man was deliberately verbalizing such flattery, Natasha still felt good about it.

A smile bloomed on her face once more, and she nodded in satisfaction. “Now that's more like it.”

“Don't you find Daddy's words a touch pretentious?” Denise asked.

“Is that so?” Arching a brow, Natasha swung her gaze at Kenneth.

“I'm serious. Not a word of it was a lie.” Kenneth instantly lifted his hand in a gesture of swearing an oath.

At the sight of his strong survival instincts, Denise burst into laughter. “Where's your usual aloofness, Daddy?”

“Staying alive is far more important than that right now,” Kenneth said.

Denise continued giggling away. “Daddy, you look very much like those henpecked husbands on TV shows!”

“Really?”

In response, Denise bobbed her head fervently.

Following that, Kenneth shifted his gaze to the woman sitting at the side. The food in his hand had mostly gone cold.

“Did you hear that, Darling? Things are truly difficult for me at home!”

With her brows furrowed, Natasha eyed the food he carried up. “Didn't I just eat?”

“That was already two hours ago.”

“Yeah, I know. That was just a while ago, no?”

“I'm afraid you're mistaken about the meaning of 'just,' Nat.”

Natasha wanted to dodge the bullet. “I'm human, not a pig. How can I eat once every two hours?” She shook her

head, feeling nauseated at the sight of such sweet food.

Kenneth said nothing, merely staring at her intently.

“Kenneth,” Natasha whined, wanting to act coy. Alas, the triplets were looking on at the side, so she could not bring

herself to do so.

She subsequently ventured, “Or... can I eat later?”

Kenneth did not give her any opportunity to refuse. “Or I can feed you!”

While saying that, he stepped forward to feed her.

The instant Natasha saw that, she reached out and took the food from him. “I can eat by myself.”

Only when she had relented did Kenneth give a dip of his head in gratification.

“You're not at all a henpecked husband. Instead, you're showcasing the full prestige of a head of the family,”

Natasha grumbled as she ate.

Kenneth narrowed his eyes and leaned closer to her. “Don't worry, Nat. As the head of the family, I'll be responsible

for bringing home the dough in the future. As for everything else, I'll listen to you!”

Natasha was slightly stunned.

She lifted her gaze to him. At the same time, he appeared to be regarding her with a triumphant smirk in his eyes.

Realization suddenly dawned on her that she had fallen into his invisible trap while they were talking.

At some point in time, I've already considered him my future spouse. We're still at the dating stage, yet it seems

that we've already got a vision for the future.

At that thought, she stilled for a brief second before she continued eating as though she had not seen or heard

anything.

She felt that it would mean nothing as long as she did not respond to him.

Such an adorable side of her had the corners of Kenneth's mouth turn up.

Contrarily, Anthony, who was watching from the side, felt utterly heartbroken deep within despite the laughter in

the room.

When can Nat stop being so strong?