Chapter 312
Chapter 312
Inside the restaurant, Natasha watched as Kenneth ate leisurely. Every single movement of his exuded elegance and poise, which she couldn’t deny was pleasing to her eyes. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.
As for the three children's habits, they had mostly taken after Kenneth. No matter the time or place, the way they carried themselves while eating was extremely similar to his.
Natasha couldn't help but curl her lips.
When Kenneth caught the look on her face, he teased, “Does looking at me bring you so much joy?”
Natasha regained her senses. “Don't flatter yourself!”
“What's wrong? Are you harboring some special agenda toward me?” Kenneth inquired, narrowing his eyes.
“I just enjoy watching you eat,” Natasha answered candidly.
With a slight furrow of his brows, Kenneth sniggered. “Why do I get the feeling that you're flirting with me?”
Natasha cocked her brow. “That only goes to show that there's something wrong with the way you think!”
At that moment, Kenneth leaned in and whispered, “That's my lust talking.”
As she threw him a glare, he continued, “If you are harboring any desires for me, please let me know and I’ll fulfill them without reservation.”
He burst into smug yet unrestrained laughter while looking at her speechless face.
Natasha, despite barely feeling embarrassed, still blushed especially when she recalled how they kissed each other the night before.
As she thought of the previous night, she realized that she had been pretty intoxicated.
“I'm going to the ladies.” Natasha got up to leave.
As he looked in the direction of where she had gone, Kenneth broke into a vibrant smile.
After all, it was rare to see her blush like that in front of him.
In that particular instance, Kenneth felt the food he was eating tasted especially delicious.
Inside the restroom, Natasha looked herself in the mirror as images of her being together with Kenneth flooded her mind.
Although they had too much to drink the night before, now that she thought about it, she didn't feel uneasy. Truth be told, it was precisely because she was with Kenneth that she gave herself the liberty to do so. If it were anyone else, she wouldn't have done the same.
After spacing out for a moment, she regained her senses only when someone entered. She then leaned in to wash her hand before finally leaving.
The moment she stepped out, her phone suddenly rang. Just when she tried to reach for it, someone suddenly walked past and bumped into her, causing her phone to drop on the floor.
She bent over to pick her phone up but the person who ran into her beat her to it.
“Sorry, I didn't mean to,” the person apologized in fluent Ustranian.
As he handed her the phone, Natasha took it back. While checking through it, she replied, “It's all right.” “Please see if your phone is broken. If it is, I'm happy to compensate you for it.” While the
man was speaking, he looked right into Natasha's eyes with a seemingly conflicted gaze.
“It's fine,” Natasha reassured him. Just as she was about to leave, the man suggested, "Why don’t we do this? Let's exchange numbers, and you can call me anytime if there are any problems.”
“It’s really not necessary,” Natasha declined.
“Come on. What's the harm?” the man insisted.
Natasha stared at him hesitantly before nodding in agreement. “You can just give me your number.”
“But I don’t have a name card on me. Why don’t I give you a call instead?” he asked.
Natasha pondered for a moment before giving him her number. The next moment, he proceeded to miss call her.
The moment her phone rang, Natasha informed him, “I got it.”
“In that case, if there's any damage, do let me know and I'll pay for it,” the man offered with a tone that was filled with sincerity.
Natasha gave him a cursory nod before walking off.
However, after taking a few steps, she stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at him.
At the same moment, the man returned her gaze while cracking a smile.
Staring into his amber-colored eyes, she knitted her brows and narrowed her eyes before leaving.
As the man watched her leave, a weird glint flickered in his amber-colored eyes, and he curled his lips slightly.
At the same moment, a voice came from his earpiece. “Boss, how did it go?”
“Everything went according to plan.”
“We have also discovered the identity of the person she's with. I'm afraid it might pose some problems.”
“I know. Let’s head over at once.”
When Natasha finally returned, Kenneth looked at her. “What took you so long?”
“It was nothing,” Natasha answered without informing him of the earlier incident.
“By the way, Nat, there's something I would like to discuss with you,” Kenneth said.
“What is it?”
“Previously, Grandpa and Old Mr. Watson bought a manor together. Do you know about it?”
Natasha nodded. “I remember Grandpa mentioning it once.”
“Now that both of them are advancing in age and have no one to care for them, I was thinking about having them move into the manor together. That way, they can be cared for along with the three children,” Kenneth elaborated.
Upon hearing his proposal, Natasha could naturally read between the lines.
If this had happened in the past, she would have objected to it. But now, her stance had changed.
After giving it some thought, she nodded. “I'm fine as long as Grandpa agrees to it.”
“Do you also have no problems with the children moving in?” Kenneth asked.
“Not at all,” Natasha answered.
Kenneth looked at her in astonishment. “What about you...”
“I'll stay there whenever I'm free,” Natasha replied.
Kenneth couldn't help but break out a smile. After all, he hadn't expected it to go so smoothly.
Sometimes, it's really hard to figure out what she's thinking.
As if she could read his mind, Natasha added, “Since Grandpa and Old Mr. Hamilton co-own the manor, I am entitled to inherit half of it when the time comes. Therefore, I'm not taking advantage of you by staying there.” Kenneth acknowledged her words at once. “Of course. If you agree, I'll let Grandpa know that they can start moving.”
Natasha nodded. “You have my blessing.”
Kenneth couldn’t stop himself from grinning as he looked at her. Thinking about the wedding Liam had mentioned, he began to fantasize about it.
It feels like a good idea for our wedding to be held at the manor, for it's beautiful and grand enough for the occasion.
At that moment, a figure walked past them. Kenneth, who was lost in his thoughts, felt his smile suddenly freeze when he saw the side profile of the person.
He suddenly remembered a scene from the docks. Even though he only managed to catch a faraway glimpse back then, he felt as if the person he saw back then was the same as the one who had just walked past.
Just as the thought emerged in his mind, the man turned around and gave Kenneth a meaningful smile.
It was then that Kenneth became absolutely certain.
It's him. It's definitely him.
Furthermore, he was certain that their meeting was not a coincidence.
That man must be here for something.