You're Out Daddy

Chapter 898 Smooth Sailing
No sooner had he finished speaking than Anthony turned his gaze toward him.
Anthony understood very well what he meant.
Looking at him, Anthony furrowed his brows. “What are you talking about?”
Benjamin immediately spoke up. “Isn't it? Don't you think you're too attached...?”
He didn't finish his sentence, but he knew Anthony would understand.
Taking a deep breath, Anthony looked at his brother. “And what about you? You know well about Nat's health. I told you to take
care of her before. Did you even listen to me?”
“I...”
“I see you eating well, sleeping soundly, looking carefree. What's the matter? Just because you're well, so everyone else in the
family shares that same luxury?” Anthony asked him sharply.
Benjamin was rendered speechless.
It was unclear whether it was due to the intimidation from his older brother or a sense of guilt, but Benjamin found himself truly at
a loss for words as he looked at Anthony.
After a moment of hesitation, he still tried to defend himself. “Nat is not as delicate as we imagined, and I think we can see Nat
sooner or later, isn't it? There's no need for you to be so concerned that you don't even want to eat or drink.”
Anthony wanted to be angry, but he knew clearly that Benjamin was unaware of Natasha's poisoning. Otherwise, the latter's
attitude would definitely not be the same.
Anthony wanted to be angry and lose his temper, but Benjamin, who knew nothing, wasn't wrong either.
With those thoughts in his mind, he forcefully suppressed his anger. Looking at Benjamin, Anthony spoke helplessly. “Forget it.”
Just then, a series of sounds came from the distant door.

Anthony's gaze swept across, and he saw Kenneth walk out of the room.
When Anthony saw Kenneth, his eyes instantly lit up. Without any hesitation, he approached Kenneth. “Daddy.”
Kenneth looked at his son. “Why are you up so early?”
At that moment, Benjamin, who was closely following behind, spoke up. “Tony has been waiting at the door for quite a while now.
He can't feel at ease without seeing Nat.”
At that, Kenneth's gaze fell on Anthony.
With a smile, Anthony said, “I just had a nightmare, that's all. So, has Nat woken up yet?”
Kenneth hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Yes.”
“I'll go check on her inside,” said Anthony, preparing to enter.
Suddenly, Kenneth turned around. “Anthony...”
“Yes?” Anthony, whose hand was placed on the door handle, turned to look at Kenneth.
Looking at him, Kenneth hesitated for a moment. The words he wanted to say ultimately remained unspoken. “Go on in. I'll go
down and prepare some food for Nat.”
Anthony paused slightly, then nodded after a moment.
Watching Kenneth leave, Anthony finally pushed the door open and headed into the room.
Benjamin stood to the side, watching their interaction, his brows furrowing slightly. How strange and peculiar.
Watching Anthony, they walked in together.
Meanwhile, inside the room, Natasha was half-sitting on the bed, engrossed in her phone, her auburn hair casually draped over
her shoulders, giving her the appearance of a fairy who had somehow found herself in the mortal world.
Seeing that she was fine, Anthony instantly felt a sigh of relief.
“Weren't you going to get some food? How come you're back so soon?” Natasha asked without even lifting her head.

At that moment, Anthony finally came back to his senses. Eyes riveted on his mother, he said, “Nat.”
Hearing the voice, Natasha looked up. When she saw her sons, a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. “Why is it you two?
Why did you wake up so early?”
The moment Natasha looked up, Anthony's heart skipped a beat. Although she seemed to have made an effort to dress up, her
lips glowing with a pink hue, and her complexion didn't look too bad, she had become thinner. Her face had lost its plumpness,
and her beauty was tinged with a hint of frailty. Seeing Natasha in that state, Anthony instantly felt a pang of distress.
Seeing that, Benjamin immediately walked over from the side, sizing Natasha up incredulously with his eyes wide open. “Nat,
have you lost weight?”
Natasha spoke up. “You can tell?”
“Of course, Nat. How did you lose so much weight?” Benjamin asked, his eyebrows furrowing in concern.
Natasha laughed, looking quite distressed as she spoke. “I've been eating and drinking here every day, even forced by your dad
to take supplements. I've gained so much weight that my clothes don't fit anymore. So, I thought about losing weight, and it
seems the results are quite obvious.” She said all that in one breath, leaving her a bit winded, but she held it in, afraid the kids
might notice something was amiss.
Benjamin didn't notice anything amiss. He looked at her with a puzzled expression. “Nat, are you joking? How could you possibly
be fat? You've lost so much weight. You don't even look healthy anymore!”
“Don't they say being slim can make someone more beautiful? Am I not beautiful?” Natasha asked.
“You are, but Nat, your beauty doesn't need to be proven by being thin or fat.” As he spoke, Benjamin looked at her. “Nat, you
looked better before.”
“If you say that, I'll be heartbroken. I worked really hard to lose weight,” Natasha said.
“Nat, I just think you looked better before!”
“What you say alone doesn't count. Let's ask Anthony!” As she spoke, Natasha's gaze turned toward Anthony, who was standing
not far away. He had been standing there without moving since he entered the room.
“Anthony, what do you think?” Natasha asked.

Naturally, Anthony knew those were nothing more than Natasha's cover-up story. It's no wonder she lost weight. It's probably due
to the bloodletting. However, Natasha must be saying this to put their minds at ease.
Taking a deep breath, Anthony forced back the tears brimming in his eyes. Then, with a smile, he walked toward them. “Nat, no
matter what, you are always beautiful.”
Listening to Anthony's words, Natasha finally smiled contentedly. She turned her gaze to Benjamin, who was standing aside. “Do
you hear that? You can stand to take a leaf out of Anthony's book.”
Benjamin furrowed his brows, looking at Anthony. “Tony, are you having trouble with your eyesight?”
“You're the one with problematic eyesight!” Anthony looked straight at his brother.
Subsequently, Benjamin didn't say another word.
At that moment, Natasha, sitting on the bed, watched their interaction. A feeling she couldn't quite put into words stirred in her
heart.
Quickly, Natasha adjusted her mindset and looked at Anthony. “By the way, how are things going on your end?”
Anthony took a seat next to Natasha's bed, chatting as if it were just another day. “Everything went smoothly. We've brought the
person back.”
“Everything went without a hitch?”
“The process wasn't exactly smooth, and there were a few hiccups along the way. But that's not important. What matters is that
we've brought back everyone that matters,” Anthony said.
Natasha seemed to agree, nodding her head. “Life is never meant to be smooth sailing. It's normal to have bumps and twists
along the way.”
Those words were meant for Anthony but also directed at herself.
Regardless of what Anthony knew or didn't know, Natasha wanted to remind him that no one's life could always be smooth
sailing.
Anthony nodded without showing if he truly fully understood the message or not. “Okay, I get it, but I promise to stand on my own
feet in the future to make your life easier and happier, Nat.”

Upon hearing that, Natasha slightly arched her eyebrow. “I'll be waiting for that day to come, then.”
Anthony smiled at her. “Yes, that day will come soon.”