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 to like

woman who was good at dressing up. Her plain

grandfather being close, do you think we’d have the chance to sit opposite each other like this?” Kenneth was sick of restating

impossible for you

that. You’re only tarnishing

porcelain-fair face. She clutched her fist tightly and

hand that was swirling the champagne glass paused in mid-air as he asked, “Are

this marriage either. What’s the point of me holding onto this

this time.

won’t mention anything. After we’re done with the divorce, you may explain

light right then. Natasha was a country bumpkin, all right, and even though she was quite pretty, he thought she was

that they could split on good terms. Hence, Kenneth made her an offer.

necessary!” Natasha cut him off right away. “I

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

got up to leave. However, she stopped after taking just a few steps and turned around to look at the man. “What

decision!” Kenneth said as

not going to be a

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!” Then, she turned

to Glenport City was slowly

Natasha’s phone rang. She took the call as she walked. Half 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

behind her managed to garner the onlookers’ attention as well. Each of them wore a pair of sunglasses as they gave off a regal aura. They were pushing their trolleys and followed behind Natasha. One would not be able to tell if they were her children at first glance

a photo at the gate from afar. Benjamin Watson, the second eldest among the siblings lowered his sunglasses

This photo…

his head and looked at the woman who was still engrossed with her phone and asked, “Nat, this is you

albeit having a strong-willed face. There was nothing wrong with it per se,

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

look like a refugee at a

not appear annoyed at her own son’s comment. She had taken that photo back in 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

the airport eyed Natasha and asked,

“Hello!” Natasha nodded.