You're Out Daddy

“Congratulations, Ms. Watson! You’re pregnant with twins.”

Natasha Watson was stumped. “I’m pregnant? With twins?”

“Yes, you’re the first at our clinic to be confirmed pregnant with twins this week. Congratulations!”

After coming out of the hospital, Natasha clutched the ultrasound image in her hand. To her, the image was a mere incomprehensible blur, and she was still reeling in from the shock.

I’ve only had sex once with Kenneth. How am I pregnant? And with twins, no less?

Before she could snap out of her surprise, her phone rang. She took a look at the message, and a photo caught her eye. It was an image of Kenneth Hamilton with a woman in a bikini on a yacht. Natasha’s eyes burned with fury.

She hailed a taxi and ordered, “Head to Glenport City!”

After half an hour, Natasha arrived at the yacht.

Upon spotting Kenneth and another woman laughing while clinking glasses of champagne, Natasha approached the two, snatched over the glass of champagne, and hurled it at the woman.

“Ah, what are you doing? You crazy woman!” the woman in the bikini let out a startled scream. After taking a look at Natasha, the woman in the bikini finally understood why the latter hurled the glass of champagne at her. She shot a derisive look at Natasha and chided, “What a country bumpkin. Doesn’t she know what kind of place this is?”

“I am the wife of this man sitting opposite you. Need I say more?” Natasha shot a frigid gaze at the woman. She was actually boiling with rage inside. However, Natasha somehow managed to conceal her feelings and appeared rather calm and composed instead.

“You-”

“Even if you want to become his legitimate wife, shouldn’t you at least wait until after I’ve divorced this man? Otherwise, you’re going to be the homewrecker. Or, I could just report you to the police right now.” Natasha took out her phone and shot the woman in the bikini a warning glare.

The woman in the bikini was about to make her debut in the entertainment industry. Hence, she did not wish for her reputation to be tainted because of this. She glanced at Kenneth, and the latter looked impassive.

“I’m going to go get changed!” the woman declared. Then, she turned around to leave.

Natasha walked over and sat opposite Kenneth. Her face was expressionless and cold. “Are you done fooling around?”

“As long as you’re here, I will never be done!” the man replied with a nonchalant smile.

“Do you hate me that much?”

a country bumpkin. Do you really expect me

woman who was good at dressing up. Her plain face looked

think we’d have the chance to sit opposite each other

impossible for you to

mention that. You’re

Natasha’s porcelain-fair face. She clutched her fist tightly and declared,

that was swirling the champagne glass paused in mid-air as he

be loyal to this marriage either. What’s

time.

mention anything. After we’re done with the divorce, you

bumpkin, all right, and even though she was quite pretty,

on good terms. Hence, Kenneth made her an offer. “I’m going

be necessary!” Natasha cut him off right away. “I don’t need more money,

Kenneth did not insist and said, “All right, I’m going to

came to an end. Natasha got up to leave. However, she stopped after taking just a

your decision!”

not going to be a good

tightened her fist and said, “Kenneth, I hope we may never cross paths again for the rest of our lives. The faster the divorce procedure is, the better!”

to Glenport City was

of her face was covered by a black trucker hat. The loose black casual clothes that she was wearing managed to conceal her gorgeous figure. Even though one could not clearly discern her appearance, her elegance was unmistakable. One would even say that she

off a regal aura. They were pushing their trolleys and followed behind Natasha. One would not be able to tell if

figure was holding out a photo at the gate from afar. Benjamin Watson, the second eldest among the siblings lowered his sunglasses and walked over

This photo…

and looked at the woman who was still engrossed with her phone and asked,

albeit having a strong-willed face. There was nothing wrong with it per se, other than the girl looking like a

snapped out of her daze and frowned a little when she saw the

a refugee

the village just for memory’s sake, and she did not actually like taking photos. Hence, she only had that photo on her phone and used it.

who was welcoming them at the airport eyed Natasha and asked, “Are

“Hello!” Natasha nodded.