You're Out Daddy

Chapter 750 The Triplets Spoil Natasha

Natasha was forced to stay in the room to rest and have some supplements by Kenneth.

Although Spencer had drawn quite a bit of her blood, he still did it in moderation for fear that she would be overly

weak.

Nonetheless, a person would still be weak for a day or two after a typical blood donation. As such, Natasha simply

lay down to rest.

Holding a phone in her hand, she was scrolling through the internet when a knock sounded at the door.

“Come in.”

The door was pushed open, upon which Anthony walked in.

“Nat.”

The other two children entered the room with him.

The instant Natasha laid eyes on them, her gaze gentled. She put away the phone and looked at them. “Why,

you're done with the design for the shooting room downstairs?”

“Yeah. I've finished drawing the blueprint and handed it to Mr. Dave. As for the rest, we only need to wait,”

Benjamin said.

Natasha dipped her head in acknowledgment. “While you've handed it to him, keep a close eye on things since it's

your idea and design. You'll learn something.”

Benjamin nodded. “Got it.”

Just then, Denise came over. “Nat, I brought you dessert!”

At the sight of her approaching with a cake, Natasha arched a brow lazily. “You can actually bring yourself to give it

to me?”

“Of course! After all, you're my most beloved Nat.”

Natasha grinned.

When Denise reached her mother, she placed the cake beside the bed. Then, she could not resist remarking,

“You're too lazy that you're still in bed at this hour, Nat.”

“Um, I'll get up, then?”

“No!” Anthony promptly interjected, even as an indiscernible glimmer of distress flittered across his eyes. “She has

gone out for a long time, so it's fine for her to stay in bed. Just rest, Nat.” He flashed her a smile.

“You're always acting kind, Tony!” Denise grumbled.

Anthony did not take it to heart.

Natasha forced herself to sit up while leaning back against the bed. By then, Denise had cut the cake and scooped

some with a tiny spoon to feed her. “Open your mouth, Nat.”

Seeing that, Natasha opened her mouth.

Denise went on tiptoes and carefully fed the cake to her.

When Natasha had eaten it, Denise asked with wide and sparkling eyes, “How is it, Nat? Is it good?”

Natasha bobbed her head. “Well, not bad.”

A smile bloomed on Denise's face. “Have more, then.”

“Sure.”

As Denise fed Natasha, Anthony and Benjamin watched at the side.

Subsequently, Anthony walked over. Stopping before Natasha, he gently massaged her calves.

“Mm... It feels good!” Natasha nodded.

Benjamin likewise went over and massaged her shoulders. “What about this?”

Natasha chuckled. “You'll all spoil me.”

“We've only got one mommy, so we naturally have to spoil you,” Anthony said before training his eyes on Benjamin

and Denise. “Don't you agree?”

“Yes!” Benjamin nodded.

“Of course!” Denise did the same.

Benjamin was massaging Natasha along her arm when Natasha suddenly frowned and cried out in pain.

Benjamin was startled for a moment. “What's wrong, Nat?”

“Nothing.” Natasha shook her head.

At once, a worried expression showed on Anthony's face.

Swiftly, Benjamin pulled up the sleeve on Natasha's wrist.

When he saw the bandage on her arm, his brows scrunched up. “What happened to you, Nat?”

Natasha immediately pulled her sleeve down. “Nothing.”

“Then why is your arm bandaged?” Denise asked. Gingerly lifting the sleeve again, she studied the bandage.

“What's with this, Nat?”

“Speaking of that, it's a tad embarrassing. I slipped on my way upstairs and fell,” Natasha explained.

In a flash, all three children swung their gazes at her.

“Why, you don't believe me?” Natasha drawled.

None of them said anything.

“If you don't believe me, go and have a look at the stairs. There's probably still a mark where I fell,” Natasha said.

Since she had said as much, there was nothing more the triplets could say.

“Does it hurt, Nat? Here, I'll blow on it for you,” Denise offered. Leaning forward, she did as promised.

“It's okay. It doesn't hurt. Spencer has already bandaged me up, no?”

“What about this, Nat? This can't be from the fall, yes?” Benjamin asked, eyeing the bite mark on his mother's arm.

Staring at the bite mark on her arm, Natasha batted her long and delicate eyelashes. Indeed, it's hard to make up a

story for this.

After mulling it over, she felt that Kenneth's way of putting it was pretty suitable.

She lifted her eyes to the triplets. “Do you know of the practice whereby people bite each other's arms in a vow of

loyalty?”

Both Benjamin and Denise shook their heads in concert.

“It's when a couple bites each other on the arm, leaving a mark in a vow of loyalty to stay faithful to the

relationship forever,” Natasha murmured.

A frown marred Denise's face. “How could there be such a twisted practice?”

“Uh, well...” In truth, Natasha shared her sentiments.

“So, Daddy bit you?” Benjamin asked with his eyes fixed on Natasha.

“I bit myself.” It was not that Natasha was honest to a fault, but firstly, she did not want to lie to them too much.

And secondly, the triplets were incredibly smart, so it was imperative for her to speak the truth as much as

possible. Otherwise, it would be even more difficult to salvage things when they caught her.

Benjamin bobbed his head. “That was my thoughts exactly. Daddy's mouth isn't this small.”

Phew! Fortunately, I didn't lie about that.

“Nat, I know your relationship with Daddy is very close, but there are a lot of ways to vow loyalty to each other. Can

you please not do this in the future? This hurts too much, and I'll be heartbroken,” Denise groused.

Natasha gave a nod of acquiescence. “Okay, I promise. There won't be another time.”

Only then did Denise dip her head in satisfaction.

At the side, Anthony remained silent throughout it all with his dark eyes riveted on Natasha.

He knew better than anyone how the injury on her arm came about.

The mere thought of her agonized expression yesterday had him feel like something had struck his heart hard.

At that exact moment, Natasha shifted her gaze to him. “Why aren't you saying anything, Anthony?”

Swiftly suppressing his emotions, Anthony beamed as he looked at her. “I've got nothing to say. I have no

comments as long as you and Daddy are happy, Nat.”

“Why, don't you feel anguished about it?”

“I do. But what can I do when it's already a done deal?” Anthony muttered, his eyes still pinned on Natasha.

Natasha scrutinized him, her eyes limpid.

Afraid that she would see through him, Anthony added, “Later, I'll have a look at the teeth mark on Daddy's arm.

Since you've already vowed your loyalty to him despite your fear of pain, he has got to treat you well.”

“Exactly!” Benjamin seconded with a bob of his head.

“Who bit Daddy's arm, Nat?” Denise asked.

Taking a deep breath, Natasha admitted, “Me.”

“Daddy is so nice to you, loving you too much to bite you,” Denise commented.

Natasha flashed her a faint smile.

Just then, the room door was pushed open, and Kenneth walked in from outside.