Not Twins

Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Good Actress

Natasha had no intention of backing off from Kenneth. She looked him straight in the eye, shook her

head, and replied, “No, I have nothing more to say to you.”

Kenneth let out a derisive smile and said, “How did I not notice earlier that you are such a good

actress, Natasha?”

“Oh, really? That is great! I have another backup career choice then,” she jested.

Kenneth was exasperated and decided to play the bad guy.

He pulled a long face and said sternly, “Natasha, you know what I am talking about, and you obviously

know what I am after. Cut the act and give me the answer!”

“What answer?” Natasha replied nonchalantly, keeping up with her innocent act.

“You…” Kenneth looked at her furiously and said, “Natasha, is Denise and the other child—”

“Kenneth, I am a patient now. Can you cut me some slack? Can’t we discuss whatever you have in

mind after I get discharged?” Natasha cut him off, not giving him a chance to ask his question.

“Patient? You definitely don’t act like one, so pardon me for overlooking that!” he said.

Natasha lifted her hand and showed him her injuries.

There was no doubt she was injured, but Kenneth could not hold in his frustration any longer. He

wanted to know the answer immediately.

“Just one question. You only need to answer one question from me, Natasha. Are they my children?” Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

He looked at her with pleading eyes and asked.

“No.” It was a short and firm reply.

Kenneth could not accept that answer.

“Impossible! They are obviously my children!” He dismissed her reply.

Natasha took a deep breath and said, “I answered your question, but you refused to accept my answer.

Why do you bother to ask me in the first place?”

Her gaze was firm and non-evasive, but Kenneth refused to take her word for it.

He enunciated, “I want the truth!”

She raised an eyebrow and challenged him. “So you only take the answer ‘yes’ as the truth?”

Kenneth stared at her, speechless.

“If you don’t believe me, then go for a paternity test!” she said.

Kenneth narrowed his eyes and replied, “Do you think I won’t do that?”

Natasha merely gave a small smile, playing mind games with him.

Kenneth clenched his fist tightly and hissed, “Sure, we’ll get a paternity test done. If Denise is really my

girl, I… I will not let this matter slide, Natasha!”

Natasha gave him a wry smile and said, “You said the same thing when I told you I did not keep the

babies. Now, when you think the children are yours, you threaten me in the same manner. No matter

what I do, you will not let me off, right? I am in a no-win situation, so what more can I say?” She stared

at him, putting on an indignant look.

She made it look like she was the victim when she was the one playing games with his mind and

frustrating him.

Kenneth’s eyes were burning with rage, but Natasha fearlessly stared back, undeterred.

The tense situation was diffused when police officers walked in through the door. “Is Ms. Natasha

Watson here?”

Kenneth withdrew from the hostile confrontation with Natasha, turned around, and nodded to the police

officers who were standing at the door. “Yes.”

“We have some questions with regards to the accident last night,” one of the police officers said.

Natasha suppressed her anger and nodded at the police officers. “All right.”

They walked over and asked, “Can you tell us what happened last night?”

Seated on the bed, Natasha started recalling the events leading to the accident the previous night. “I

am not too sure what happened, but after driving off, I soon approached a traffic junction. That is when

I found out the brakes were faulty. As such, I couldn’t stop the car and went on to run multiple red lights

in the city. Realizing how serious the situation was, I decided to drive to the suburb, hoping I could find

a safe place to bring the car to a stop. Unfortunately, a big truck appeared, and we crashed into one

another.”

The police officers were taking notes as she spoke. After she finished her recollection, one of them

explained, “According to the information from the traffic police, the brakes of your car were tampered

with, and that caused the accident. Do you have any idea who could have done that to you?”

Natasha frowned and shook her head. “No, I have no idea.”

“We have opened a case for this incident. It is not as simple as a mischievous prank, and we are

looking into it being a case of attempted murder. We will appreciate it if you can provide us with useful

information and evidence, Ms. Watson,” the police officer said.

Natasha did not seem to be taken aback by the revelation. The same thought had flashed through her

mind when she was struggling to control the car the previous night.

“Did you get into a dispute with anyone recently?” the police officer asked.

Kenneth looked away angrily when Natasha lifted her head and looked in his direction.

“Who is this?” the police officer asked.

“He is my ex-husband,” she replied honestly.

“I was the one who saved her yesterday,” Kenneth said.

The police officers nodded and decided not to get involved in their marital dispute. One of them turned

to Natasha and asked, “Ms. Watson, can you try to think carefully and see if you have missed out on

any possible clues? A small detail may be the key to solving the case.”

Natasha went into deep thoughts for a while, then replied, “I really don’t remember offending anyone

recently. However, I did feel I was being tailed.”

Upon hearing that, Kenneth frowned, and he looked at her with concern.

“Can you recall the time and place?”

Natasha told the police officers everything she could recall.

After half an hour, the police officers stood up, ready to leave. “That’s all for today, Ms. Watson. If you

recall any other useful information, please do contact us and let us know.”

“Thank you!” she said.

“It is our duty,” they replied.

Kenneth stood up and walked the police officers out.

As the door closed behind them, Natasha started thinking about what had happened in the past few

days again, hoping one of those events could give her a clue about the accident.

A few minutes later, Kenneth came back into the ward. He walked straight up to her and asked, “Why

did you not tell me about being followed?”

Natasha gave him an incredulous laugh and said, “Wouldn’t it be weird if I told you everything?”

Kenneth could not refute her. She might be blunt in her choice of words, but she was right.

Kenneth knew it was not an appropriate time to have petty fights with her, so he advised, “Natasha, I

am taking this very seriously. This is not a joke. You are in danger, and the mastermind wants you

dead!”

Natasha looked at him calmly and nodded. “I know.” There was no sign of fear or worry in her eyes.

“You don’t have to worry or be fearful. I will look into the matter and keep you safe. In the meantime,

please be careful and vigilant!” Kenneth added.

Natasha said, “You don’t have to do this for me, Kenneth, I—”

He cut her off by saying, “I know what you are thinking. Just take it as I am doing all this for Denise, not

you. I don’t want her to be worried or sad.”

Natasha thought about it and concluded that even if Kenneth was not a good husband, perhaps he

could be a good father. She knew if she were to face any problems, he would be there for the kids.

That was a reassuring thought. She nodded to him and replied, “Ok. I understand.”