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?”

you really expect me to like you?” Kenneth retorted in a condescending

brows. She was never the kind of woman who was good at dressing up. Her plain face

have the chance to sit opposite each other like this?” Kenneth was sick of restating the

it’s impossible for you to like

You’re only tarnishing the

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

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

never going to be loyal to this marriage either. What’s

time. But, on

mention anything. After we’re done with the divorce, you may explain it however you

and even though she was quite pretty, he thought she was too rigid and lacked liveliness.

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

him off right away. “I don’t need more money, not

she’s young, huh? Kenneth did not insist and said, “All

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

your decision!” Kenneth said as

not going to

never cross paths again for the rest of our lives. The faster the divorce procedure is, the better!” Then, she turned

from Lightspring to Glenport City was

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

pushing their trolleys and followed behind Natasha. One would

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

This photo…

head and looked at the woman who was still engrossed with

face. There was nothing wrong with it per se, other than the girl

of her daze and frowned a little when

You look like a refugee at

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 used it. She did not think

airport eyed Natasha and

“Hello!” Natasha nodded.