You're Out Daddy

What if?

What if that wasn’t the case?

All evidence pointed to Kenneth being their daddy.

Even Anthony was surprised by the strong intuition.

Benjamin leaned toward Anthony, who fell silent. “Did you find out about the results already?” His heart

was thumping in his chest while waiting for Anthony’s response.

Denise’s gaze swung toward Anthony as well, anticipating and anxious.

Anthony finally answered after a long moment, “Courier and testing will take some more time.”

Benjamin and Denise let out sighs of relief.

“You frightened me,” Benjamin said, patting his chest reassuringly.

“Both of you, promise me to stick by Mommy, no matter what Kenneth’s identity is,” Anthony stated.

“Absolutely,” Benjamin assured. “That goes without saying.”

Denise nodded solemnly. “Although I like, and I mean really like Daddy, Mommy is irreplaceable in my

heart.”

Three of them were aware of how Natasha had single-handedly raised them and endured those who

looked down upon her. Only they knew she had stayed up countless nights when they fell sick or were

hurt.

Hence, their daddy could never replace Natasha, no matter how amazing he was.

Anthony nodded satisfactorily at their promise. “Then you have my permission to like him.”

They returned to school instead of going home.

Terence arrived a few minutes later, and they feigned innocence as they followed him.

Everything was planned and timed perfectly.

Denise looked at Terence happily in the car. “How’s your friend, Gramps?”

He smiled. “He’s much better now.”

“That’s good.” She nodded. “Take care of yourself, Gramps.”

“Sure.” He gave her a doting look, thinking she was a lovely girl.

“Don’t worry. Gramps has Nat to look after him. Nothing is going to happen to him. He’ll always be by

our sides,” Benjamin added.

Anthony gave a vehement nod. “That’s right.”

Terence’s mood brightened at their interlacing comments.

If Liam knew the existence of the kids, he would definitely fight Terence for them.

His life was filled with joy, but unfortunately, Liam had missed out on it.

Natasha went home and took a nap. Food was almost ready when she woke.

She made a beeline to the couch after noticing the kids in the living room and sprawled languidly like a

cat.

They immediately went forward to knead her shoulders and massage her feet, lavishing affection on

her.

“Nat.” Denise looked at her with a burning stare.

“Yes?” Natasha drawled.

“How are things between you and Mr. Lynch?” she asked.

Natasha’s brows gathered in a frown, almost forgetting about him if Denise hadn’t mentioned him.

“Nothing much.”

“Both of you aren’t in contact with each other?”

“Not since we went out for a meal that time,” Natasha answered truthfully.

“Don’t you like Mr. Lynch?” Denise continued.

“He’s handsome, but I don’t like him like that,” Natasha said.

“What’s your type, Nat?” Denise pressed.

Suddenly Kenneth’s face flashed in Natasha’s mind.

Shit, what the hell? I must be hallucinating.

Natasha shook her head and answered, “A good person with a good character will do.”

This difference should set Kenneth apart, right?

“Then Mr. Lynch fits all your criteria.”

“But he didn’t contact me first. That means he isn’t interested in me.” Natasha shrugged.

Denise frowned. “So you haven’t seen him since you had a meal with him.”

“Really?” A frown marred Natasha’s forehead, and Denise nodded.

“It seems like I haven’t seen him for a few days too.” Benjamin volunteered.

Anthony stayed silent, unconcerned about the topic of conversation.

“He must be busy, then,” Natasha muttered nonchalantly.

“Never mind that, Nat. If Mr. Lynch and you aren’t meant to be, I can introduce another man to you.”

Denise grinned.

Natasha cocked her head. “All right, Mommy’s happiness is now in your hands.”

“Leave it to me!” Denise promised earnestly. Natasha had never had high expectations of her anyway.

Terence had just finished making dinner when he overheard their conversation and remarked, “It’s

always parents spoiling their kids, but it’s the opposite with you.”

“I can’t help it if I’m blessed.” Pride shone on her face.

“All right, let’s eat.”

She stretched lazily. “Let’s eat!”

They happily shared a meal as a family.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Kenneth was bewildered by Liam’s compliance to take his medicine.

In the next second, he saw Liam taking a piece of candy from the table and popping it into his mouth.

He frowned. “Where did you get that?”

“A kid who looked exactly like you gave them to me,” Liam said with a smile.

Kenneth thought he was joking and brushed it off. “Consume in moderation. It’s not good for you.”

He rolled his eyes. “Save it. I won’t take my medication unless I have candy. Also, find out where this

particular candy is sold and get me more.”

Kenneth glanced at the vibrant wrapper and remarked casually, “They’re just sweets to entice children.”

“Can’t you think of me as a child who needs to be coaxed, then? You know I hate taking medicine, but

you’re still forcing me. I’ll only do it when you bring me the candy,” Liam retorted in exasperation.

Kenneth acceded with a nod. “Deal. I’ll buy you some.”

“Attaboy.” Liam savored his candy and gave him a sidelong glance before finally asking after a lengthy

pause. “When are you giving me great-grandkids?”

“What great-grandkids?” Kenneth feigned ignorance.

“Great-grandkids for me, for the Hamilton family!”

Kenneth stayed silent.

“You know, I saw a kid today who resembled you. It was as if both of you were created from the same

mold. Your child would have been the same age as him if you hadn’t divorced Nat.” Liam was

infuriated.

Kenneth’s heart wrenched at the thought of Natasha terminating their twins.