Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)

Indeed, it was good to repay kindness.

However, at this moment, Terence had another thing to worry about.

Looking at her, he hesitated for a long time before finally asking, "Nat, have you ever thought about what would happen if Kenneth never wakes up?"

As soon as those words fell, the smile on Natasha's face froze for a moment, but it was only for a brief moment. She quickly regained her composure and nodded. "Yes. I've thought about it.”

"Since you've thought about it, haven't you considered anything else? This concerns your whole life. Do you really want to..." Terence looked at her, but he couldn't finish his sentence.

He knew very well how things should be, but he also knew everyone had their personal interests.

However, after pondering for a moment, Natasha looked at him and said, "Grandpa, I understand. As your granddaughter, I know you want what's best for me, hoping I can find a good place in life, even if it means questioning me out of a guilty conscience. But I've thought it through. I have no other intentions. Even if it means taking care of Kenneth for the rest of my life, I have no regrets."

Terence looked at her, his eyebrows furrowed. "Nat, you don't have to be willful. If there's even a slight bit of reluctance, you must tell me."

"Grandpa, ever since I divorced him years ago, I have never considered being with anyone else. I was prepared to spend my life alone, but I never expected fate to bring us back together. I can assure you that he has always been the only one in my heart. He was in the past, he is now, and he will be in the future. Whether he is awake or asleep, alive or dead, this fact will never change," Natasha said to Terence, word by word.

Natasha wasn't trying to make herself sound noble, but it was just that she was incredibly stubborn.

Once she had chosen to be with someone, she would never change her mind. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Regardless of whether that person was good or bad, it was still her choice. Even if it was a bad man, she would make the right decision, but her feelings toward that man would remain the same. That was just who she was.

Terence had watched her grow up, so he knew her very well.

After a moment of thought, he couldn't help but heave a sigh. "I should have known... Not only are you a stubborn person, Nat, but you're also someone who will never ignore her own feelings. When faced with the right thing to do, you will always go ahead without hesitation."

Natasha laughed when she heard that.

"In this regard, you really do resemble your father," Terence said.

When Theodore was mentioned, Natasha was slightly taken aback.

As she lifted her gaze to look at Terence, surprisingly, he seemed quite nonchalant, with no trace of pain on his face.

Seeing that, Natasha smiled and said, "I am his daughter. Of course, I resemble him."

Terence nodded. "You're absolutely right."

"Grandpa, about Dad..."

"It's all in the past," Terence said, turning to look at Natasha. "Life has to move on. We have to look forward, don't we?"

"In a couple of days, I plan to visit my parents' graves," said Natasha.

Terence nodded. "All right."

Natasha looked at him. But beyond that, Terence didn't say anything more.

Hence, she simply didn't ask anything further.

While keeping Kenneth company, Natasha was also reviewing those documents inside the room. It has been a long time since I studied these. Now, when I suddenly go into it, it's rather challenging. Fortunately, her memory was good, and her logical abilities were decent. Therefore, understanding wasn't difficult for her.

As she was flipping through those documents, she discovered some issues. However, seeing Kenneth's signature at the bottom of the project proposal, she furrowed her brows.

Lifting her gaze to the person lying down, Natasha murmured, "You signed off on such an obvious issue?"

Clearly, that was not Kenneth's style. Based on her understanding of him, he would review every contract he signed. Even as a layman, she could spot issues. She refused to believe that Kenneth hadn't noticed them.

Hence, Natasha looked at Kenneth.

As she was lost in thought, suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Natasha closed the file and uttered, "Come in."

Right then, Thalia pushed the door open and walked in. She was about to say something when she saw the pile of documents in front of Natasha. A trace of surprise flashed across her beautiful features when she asked, "W-What is all this?"

Natasha looked at her and replied, "Just some company documents and project proposals."

"No. Why are you looking at these?" Thalia asked.

"I'm just studying them," Natasha suggested casually.

Upon hearing that, Thalia looked at her with a hint of surprise in her eyes. "Is this the difference between me and The Great One?"

"What's the difference?"

Thalia said outright, "When I have nothing to do, all I want is to eat, sleep, or maybe hit the bar for a drink. But you, on the other hand, prefer to read a book or study some materials when you're free..." As she spoke, Thalia furrowed her brows, feeling more and more that there was a huge difference between them.

In response, Natasha said, "I also sleep when I have nothing to do."

"But you're still studying and reading even when you're about to sleep."

"Well, I'm driven by life's circumstances."

Hearing that, Thalia looked at her with an incredulous gaze. "Can you stop joking? What does that have to do with you?" Natasha sighed, then slowly said, "Hardships in life don't necessarily have to do with money. It can always be something else!"

Thalia sized her up and responded, "You sound like you're flaunting your wealth."

"You know, I never show off, nor do I enjoy doing so," said Natasha.

"But it's undeniable. You really are wealthy," Thalia said.

Natasha then pondered for a moment and said, "You're right. In fact, I've already paid Spencer a lot of money."

Thalia was slightly taken aback. "Pay Spencer money?"

"Yes. He said he was saving up for a wife, and he's been asking me for money non-stop," Natasha said, with a hint of deliberate provocation in her tone.

Upon hearing this, Thalia blushed,

and a hint of embarrassment

flashed across her face. Then, in the

next second, she said, "How could he do this? Taking your money, what kind of frie friend is that? No. I must

have a serious talk with him later.

The money must be returned to

you!"

"There's no need for that," Natasha interjected directly. "Among people, a relationship maintained by money is the purest and least likely to deteriorate."

Hearing that, Thalia furrowed her brows deeply. "How can such heartless words come from your mouth?"

Natasha gave a slight smile. "If there was something else going on between him and me, wouldn't you be crying?"

"That's not what I meant..."

Natasha looked at her and chuckled, then said, "All right. I was just teasing you."

"How is it that you still have the mood to joke with me?" Thalia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Natasha looked at Kenneth, then said softly, "Life must go on, and there are so many people watching me. I can't make them worry..."