Not Twins (Natasha and Kenneth)

Chapter 80

In the hospital, a vague sense of unease flooded Kenneth as he watched Natasha being wheeled

into the emergency room.

At the sight of the light above the emergency room flickering to life, he strode to the side and

phoned the director of the hospital, fearful that something would happen to the woman.

Shortly after, the director of the hospital—Aiden Ackles—came downstairs with a team of experts.

After speaking briefly with Kenneth, he entered the operating room.

Kenneth waited in the corridor outside.

Five minutes passed, then ten minutes.

As time ticked by, every single minute was a torment to him.

About twenty minutes later, Aiden stepped out of the operating room. Kenneth immediately went

over to him. “How is she doing, Mr. Ackles?”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Hamilton. The patient’s life isn’t in any danger. She merely has some minor

injuries, fractures, and a concussion. Her internal organs are fine. But since she possibly has a

concussion, she needs to rest and recuperate.”

Only after Kenneth heard that diagnosis did his heart that had been lodged in his throat finally

settle back in his chest. “Okay, I got it. Thank you, Mr. Ackles. Sorry for having to get you to make

a trip down personally.”

“Not at all. Our team is glad to be of assistance anytime, Mr. Hamilton,” Aiden replied.

After all, a large portion of the hospital’s investment came from Kenneth. He was their major

financial backer.

A trace of worry manifested in Kenneth’s eyes as he stared at the operating room.

“Don’t worry, for most are minor injuries. Nonetheless, it takes some time to deal with the injuries.

She’ll be wheeled out shortly. Would you like to wait in my office, Mr. Hamilton? I’ve got some

quality coffee there, so you can have some coffee while you wait,” Aiden offered.

Jolting back to his senses, Kenneth turned to the man and declined, “No, it’s okay. I’ll feel more at

ease waiting here. You can go back to your work.”

At that, Aiden nodded. “All right, then. I’ve already given them some instructions, so they’ll do their

best to make the arrangements. Contact me anytime if you need anything else. I’m always in the

hospital recently.”

Kenneth nodded in acknowledgement.

Only then did Aiden get to his feet and go upstairs.

After he had left, Kenneth walked over to the bench at the side and plopped down, breathing a

long sigh of relief.

He took out his phone. Somehow or other, he opened Denise’s WhatsApp contact. An inexplicable

feeling washed over him.

He clicked on her status, but there was nothing else other than her daily photos.

As he gazed at one of her recent photos whereby she was smiling brightly and adorably, the

corners of his mouth inexorably lifted.

A jumble of feelings brewed within him. He didn’t know whether Denise was his daughter, but

judging from the time, she probably was…

Yet, he was also worried that he was only setting himself up for disappointment.

Verily, he was in dire need of verifying that with Natasha.

He wanted to send a WhatsApp message to Denise and typed a long message, but he ended up

deleting everything.

Just when he was about to put his phone away, his phone rang again with a call from Fabian.

Kenneth walked to the side and took the call.

“Hello.”

“Mr. Hamilton, the car has already been driven back and the accident scene dealt with. After a

simple inspection of the car, the brake hose was found to have been cut, leading to such an

incident. However, the specific situation can only be determined after a thorough inspection. I

reckon Ms. Watson also realized the problem that she drove the car to such a secluded place in a

bid to search for a place to force a stop. That truck driver appeared unexpectedly, causing the car

accident,” Fabian explained.

As Kenneth listened, his brows knitted together deeply.

The brake hose was cut? That was an attempt to claim her life! It was only because she was lucky

that she made a narrow escape! Otherwise, I really can’t imagine what would’ve happened! Who

was it? Who wanted her life?

“Does Ms. Watson have any enemies?” Fabian inquired out of the blue. He handled things at the

accident scene, so he was all too aware of the importance of that.

Kenneth’s lips pressed into a thin line. A long while passed before he instructed, “This matter must

be thoroughly investigated, no matter the price.”

“Understood. Even if we don’t investigate this matter, the police have been alerted. They’ll

definitely conduct an investigation,” Fabian replied.

While saying that, something occurred to him, and he asked, “But how did you know that Ms.

Watson was in danger?”

Speaking of that, Kenneth recalled that phone call.

He could hear that it was a boy’s voice, sobbing in between words that Natasha was in danger.

But how did he know that?

“We’ll speak of that when I’ve clarified things. Go and execute my orders first,” Kenneth instructed.

“Okay, got it.”

After hanging up the phone, Kenneth pondered for a moment. In the end, he still decided to give

Denise a call.

“Mr. Handsome.” No sooner was the phone connected than Denise’s choked voice drifted into his

ears.

Kenneth’s heart lurched, but he still bit the bullet and said, “We’ve already arrived at the hospital.

Your mommy is fine.”

“Thank you, Mr. Handsome. Thank you for saving Mommy,” Denise sobbed.

Kenneth went silent, not quite knowing what to say at that instant. “You… It’s late now, so do you

guys still want to come over? Or perhaps you can wait until tomorrow. I’ll have someone pick you

up.”

“Yes, we want to go over. My brother is restless, so we’re definitely going over.”

Her brother… Perhaps they’re really my children.

“In that case, I’ll have someone come and pick you guys up.”

“No, it’s okay. Gramps will bring us over,” Denise replied.

Kenneth deliberated for a moment before he nodded in acquiescence. “All right, then. Be careful

on your way here.”

After he hang up the phone and was clutching it in his hand, a burst of something wild seemingly

wanted to burst forth from his chest. He wanted to laugh, but he tried his best to suppress it.

He didn’t like to exhibit such a feeling before things had been confirmed.

Looking back over his shoulder, he glanced at the doors of the emergency room.

Don’t disappoint me, Natasha!

At home, Denise looked at Anthony and Benjamin after hanging up the phone.

The call was on loudspeaker, so they could hear everything that was said earlier.

“This matter can’t be kept under wraps anymore. We should tell Gramps about it,” Denise

ventured.

Anthony nodded in agreement. “Okay.”

“Let’s go, then.” Denise got up to do so right away.

“Wait,” Anthony called out.

Both Denise and Benjamin turned and stared at him. “What is it?”

“There’s something I forgot to tell you both,” Anthony started.

Denise and Benjamin looked at each other before they fixated their gazes on the boy.

Anthony pondered for a long time before he uttered, “The test results are out—”

Before he had finished speaking, both their hearts leaped into their throats at once.

Denise said nothing, merely staring at him intently.

Meanwhile, Benjamin interjected, “When was that?”

“Tonight. It was at the same time I learned that something happened to Mommy, so I didn’t have

time to tell you both.” Anthony regarded them both fixedly.

Meanwhile, Benjamin and Denise were dying from the suspense. Gah! He might as well give it to

us straight. Such a process and foreshadowing is simply testing our mental fortitude!

“What… were the results?” Benjamin asked in feigned calmness.

By then, Denise didn’t want to hear it anymore. Instead, the urge to cover her ears and rush out

seized her.

Anthony mused for a while before answering, “The results indicate that… he’s our daddy.”