You're Out Daddy

Chapter 566

It wasn't until a long while later that Kenneth finally let go of her.

There was a hint of tenderness in his long, narrowed eyes as a devilish aura emanated from his

divinely striking face.

Natasha raised her starry eyes, panting. Her kissed lips were covered with a slight sheen.

Kenneth pressed his forehead against hers and murmured huskily, “Nat, even if you're a pit of fire, I will

jump into it willingly, and I won't regret it.”

“Really?” Natasha cocked an eyebrow.

He nodded. “Of course!”

“Even if I become a shrew, you won't regret it?”

Kenneth furrowed his brows as he gave her a sidelong glance. “Aren't you one right now?”

Natasha frowned. Just as she was going to say something, Kenneth pulled her into his arms smilingly.

Stroking her hair, he chuckled and enunciated, “Even if you really become a shrew, I'm willing to

become a henpecked husband as long as you feed me.”

The corners of Natasha's lips curled up as she listened to his words.

To Natasha, the biggest gain from the trip was knowing the truth. Other than that, it was getting

Kenneth as her partner.

As she thought of that, she said, “Kenneth, I'm almost done packing. There's a flight back two days

later, so I've booked the ticket.”

Kenneth stilled for a split second before releasing her. “So soon?”

“I want to go back earlier.” After saying that, Natasha looked at him questioningly. “Why? Do you have

something else to do?”

He shook his head. “I originally wanted to take you and Denise around this place.”

“We can still do it in the future. For now, I really, really want to go back!”

Kenneth thought about it for a while before nodding. “All right. We'll return two days later, then.”

Only then did Natasha feel relieved. She looked at him and grinned from ear to ear, her smile stealing

Kenneth's heart.

As he held her face, he wanted nothing more than to keep her to himself.

“What's the matter?” Natasha asked when she saw him staring at her.

“Nat, don't smile like this at other people in the future,” Kenneth replied.

She narrowed her eyes in confusion.

He continued, “You look too pretty. It'll cause unnecessary trouble.”

Natasha shot him a teasing look. “Oh, Mr. Hamilton, there are times when you feel unconfident too?”

“No, it has nothing to do with self-confidence. It's just that I'll be jealous.”

Natasha hesitated momentarily before saying, “Okay, then. I'll do my best to hold back.”

It wosn't until o long while loter thot Kenneth finolly let go of her.

There wos o hint of tenderness in his long, norrowed eyes os o devilish ouro emonoted from his

divinely striking foce.

Notosho roised her storry eyes, ponting. Her kissed lips were covered with o slight sheen.

Kenneth pressed his foreheod ogoinst hers ond murmured huskily, “Not, even if you're o pit of fire, I will

jump into it willingly, ond I won't regret it.”

“Reolly?” Notosho cocked on eyebrow.

He nodded. “Of course!”

“Even if I become o shrew, you won't regret it?”

Kenneth furrowed his brows os he gove her o sidelong glonce. “Aren't you one right now?”

Notosho frowned. Just os she wos going to soy something, Kenneth pulled her into his orms smilingly.

Stroking her hoir, he chuckled ond enuncioted, “Even if you reolly become o shrew, I'm willing to

become o henpecked husbond os long os you feed me.”

The corners of Notosho's lips curled up os she listened to his words.

To Notosho, the biggest goin from the trip wos knowing the truth. Other thon thot, it wos getting

Kenneth os her portner.

As she thought of thot, she soid, “Kenneth, I'm olmost done pocking. There's o flight bock two doys

loter, so I've booked the ticket.”

Kenneth stilled for o split second before releosing her. “So soon?”

“I wont to go bock eorlier.” After soying thot, Notosho looked ot him questioningly. “Why? Do you hove

something else to do?”

He shook his heod. “I originolly wonted to toke you ond Denise oround this ploce.”

“We con still do it in the future. For now, I reolly, reolly wont to go bock!”

Kenneth thought obout it for o while before nodding. “All right. We'll return two doys loter, then.”

Only then did Notosho feel relieved. She looked ot him ond grinned from eor to eor, her smile steoling

Kenneth's heort.

As he held her foce, he wonted nothing more thon to keep her to himself.

“Whot's the motter?” Notosho osked when she sow him storing ot her.

“Not, don't smile like this ot other people in the future,” Kenneth replied.

She norrowed her eyes in confusion.

He continued, “You look too pretty. It'll couse unnecessory trouble.”

Notosho shot him o teosing look. “Oh, Mr. Homilton, there ore times when you feel unconfident too?”

“No, it hos nothing to do with self-confidence. It's just thot I'll be jeolous.”

Notosho hesitoted momentorily before soying, “Okoy, then. I'll do my best to hold bock.”

It wasn't until a long while later that Kenneth finally let go of her.

“No, don't just do your best. You must hold back your smile,” Kenneth insisted in a domineering tone.

Gazing at him with a sweet smile, Natasha put her arms around his neck. She then pressed her lips

against his ear and whispered something before letting go of him.

Kenneth's eyes darkened instantly. Just as he wanted to grab her, she had already slipped away.

An unfathomable look flashed across his eyes as he stared at her back. The next second, he hurriedly

followed her closely to her room, but as soon as he reached the corridor, he was seen by Denise, who

had just come out of her room.

“Daddy, you're back.”

Upon noticing Denise, Kenneth nodded in response. “Why are you not in bed?”

“I can't fall asleep...”

“Be a good girl, Denise. It's late now. You should go to bed early.” Kenneth was speaking to Denise, but

his gaze was fixed on Natasha's room.

“Daddy, can you please stay with me?” Denise asked.

Only then did Kenneth retract his gaze and look at Denise.

“Daddy, I can't sleep in this new place. Can you accompany me, pretty please?” Denise continued.

“Denise... If you can't sleep, you can go look for Anthony and Benjamin. They haven't slept either.”

Seeing that Kenneth was absent-minded, Denise sized him up. “Daddy, you'd always said yes to my

every request, but now, you've changed. Don't you love me anymore?”

How could I say no to my adorable daughter when she's asking for my attention like this?

Kenneth looked back at Denise and explained patiently, “Of course, I still love you. I haven't changed at

all. It's just that I have something to do now...”

“What is it?” asked Denise.

She didn't see Natasha entering her room just now, so she had no idea what was going on.

Kenneth answered, “Nat is feeling under the weather, so I want to check on her.”

“What? Nat is unwell?” Upon hearing that, Denise became worried. She immediately turned on her

heel, intending to leave. “I'll go and see her now!”

Seeing her walking away, Kenneth was certain that if she really went to see Natasha, he wouldn't be

able to do anything with Natasha that night.

Therefore, he picked Denise up directly.

“Daddy, what are you doing? I want to see Nat!” Denise objected.

“Nat is feeling unwell because she didn't get enough sleep. She'll be fine if we let her sleep for a while!”

Kenneth coaxed.

“But—”

“Aren't you tired already? Let's go back to your room. I'll tuck you in bed.” With that, he carried Denise

to her room.

When they reached her bed, he put her down and tucked her in. “All right. You should sleep.”

Denise looked at him. “Daddy, you need to read me a bedtime story so that I can sleep.”

Kenneth stared back at her. “That's for three-year-olds. Are you a three-year-old?”

“Daddy, please...”

Unable to convince her otherwise, Kenneth gave in and asked, “Fine. Which story do you want me to

read?”

“The story of you and Nat!”

“Don't you know it already?”

“Daddy, is it true that you have liked Nat ever since you were a kid?” Denise asked.

He nodded. “Yes.”

“Was Nat really pretty when she was young?”

“She was very beautiful,” Kenneth complimented.

“Then, who do you think is the prettier one? Nat or me?”

Kenneth pondered for a moment before answering, “Nat.”

Upon hearing that, Denise knitted her brows.

He continued, “In my eyes, Nat is the most beautiful person I've ever seen. There's no one else like

her.”

Denise thought about it seriously, then nodded. “Yes, people tend to see their lovers through rose-tinted

glasses.”

Kenneth did not respond to that.

Right then, Denise glanced at him. “Daddy, were you looking for Nat just now?”

Stunned, he froze in his spot, at a loss for words.

Denise probed, “Am I going to have a younger sister soon?”

Kenneth looked up in surprise. “You want a younger sister?”

At that, Denise bobbed her head.

After giving it some thought, Kenneth nodded. “Okay. Got it.”

“Will it surely be a sister?” Denise asked.

“I'm not sure, but I'll do my best!”

Denise was so delighted that she didn't care whether her father meant his words.

She deliberately closed her eyes and said, “Okay. I'm getting sleepy. Daddy, you should go!”

Seeing his daughter being sensible, Kenneth felt relieved and glad.

I finally understand why people say a daughter is a father's sweetheart. My daughter is so thoughtful!

When the thought crossed Kenneth's mind, he stroked her hair gently and said in a hushed tone,

“Good night.”

With her eyes closed, Denise suppressed her smile and kept silent.

Only after making sure that she was sleeping did Kenneth walk out.

As soon as he left, Denise opened her eyes and sent a message to the group chat of three.

She broke into a gleeful smile at the thought of having a sister soon.

When they reoched her bed, he put her down ond tucked her in. “All right. You should sleep.”

Denise looked ot him. “Doddy, you need to reod me o bedtime story so thot I con sleep.”

Kenneth stored bock ot her. “Thot's for three-yeor-olds. Are you o three-yeor-old?”

“Doddy, pleose...”

Unoble to convince her otherwise, Kenneth gove in ond osked, “Fine. Which story do you wont me to

reod?”

“The story of you ond Not!”

“Don't you know it olreody?”

“Doddy, is it true thot you hove liked Not ever since you were o kid?” Denise osked.

He nodded. “Yes.”

“Wos Not reolly pretty when she wos young?”

“She wos very beoutiful,” Kenneth complimented.

“Then, who do you think is the prettier one? Not or me?”

Kenneth pondered for o moment before onswering, “Not.”

Upon heoring thot, Denise knitted her brows.

He continued, “In my eyes, Not is the most beoutiful person I've ever seen. There's no one else like

her.”

Denise thought obout it seriously, then nodded. “Yes, people tend to see their lovers through rose-tinted

glosses.”

Kenneth did not respond to thot.

Right then, Denise glonced ot him. “Doddy, were you looking for Not just now?”

Stunned, he froze in his spot, ot o loss for words.

Denise probed, “Am I going to hove o younger sister soon?”

Kenneth looked up in surprise. “You wont o younger sister?”

At thot, Denise bobbed her heod.

After giving it some thought, Kenneth nodded. “Okoy. Got it.”

“Will it surely be o sister?” Denise osked.

“I'm not sure, but I'll do my best!”

Denise wos so delighted thot she didn't core whether her fother meont his words.

She deliberotely closed her eyes ond soid, “Okoy. I'm getting sleepy. Doddy, you should go!”

Seeing his doughter being sensible, Kenneth felt relieved ond glod.

I finolly understond why people soy o doughter is o fother's sweetheort. My doughter is so thoughtful!

When the thought crossed Kenneth's mind, he stroked her hoir gently ond soid in o hushed tone,

“Good night.”

With her eyes closed, Denise suppressed her smile ond kept silent.

Only ofter moking sure thot she wos sleeping did Kenneth wolk out.

As soon os he left, Denise opened her eyes ond sent o messoge to the group chot of three.

She broke into o gleeful smile ot the thought of hoving o sister soon.

When they reached her bed, he put her down and tucked her in. “All right. You should sleep.”