Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 138

At this point, anyone who plans to upset Kendall in any way shall prepare to handle Dylan's explosive temper; his destructive scale is undoubtedly ranked top of the family.

"Master Dylan, I'll be sure to relay your message to Old Madam Coleman without any omission," Tia affirmed respectfully.

Dylan cast a quick glance around the room while his cold face and sharp eyes made everyone shiver. "That's all I have to say. Get back to work, everyone."

"Yes."

After that, Kendall brought him toward the dining hall. As soon as the butlers left in an orderly manner, the janitors immediately came to mop the floor several times before ensuring the hall was spotless.

As Kendall was sitting in the dining hall faced with a table full of delicacies, she did not devour any of them. She felt a lump in her throat as she knew she was on the verge of tears. Happy, moving tears.

"Do you not like the choice of breakfast today? Or do they taste bad? If they do, I'll have them removed immediately and the chefs can bid goodbye to their one-month-worth bonus."

"No." She responded quickly, "It's just that I am fairly moved, Dylan. I wanted to cry but am too embarrassed to do so. I couldn't eat because it felt like something was in my throat."

She had always acknowledged Dylan's power, not only within the Coleman Family, but also in Orapolis. He was known as the 'evil god' because he was both the god and the devil! It was not until the meeting just now that she finally realized his immense tolerance toward her. Otherwise, she could easily be out on the street with just a flick of his finger. Thank you for your mercy, Dylan!

At this moment, Dylan hooked his finger and motioned her to come over. Kendall knowingly followed his instruction. His slender fingers first landed on her cheeks, then lightly traced along the other parts of her face. Just as she was enjoying this intimate moment, he suddenly pinched her face; the pinch was so hard that she instinctively slapped his hand away until he released his grip.

Kendall rubbed her pinched face and glared angrily at Dylan. Her rage, on the other hand, appeared to be lovely and cute in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" His deep voice inquired.

An upset Kendall replied, "Why don't you let me do it to you instead and you can tell me the answer?"

"It's good you're feeling something. Are you still too moved to eat then?"

She was completely speechless when she heard his response.

Moved? What? What's that? All I want now is to pinch the heck out of him! That was so painful just now. I guess he didn't get the name 'evil god' for nothing.

"Dylan, if you keep up with that, I'm afraid you'll be a bachelor for the rest of your life. You have zero sympathy." Kendall then began to eat freely while complaining.

One should definitely fill themselves up whenever they're angry, otherwise, where does one get the energy to be even angrier? Kendall felt that not eating at moments like this was too detrimental. Why suffer by being mad and hungry at the same time?

Dylan, on the other hand, picked up his spoon and placed some food in her bowl while stating calmly, "All thanks to a desperate lady who wanted to marry me, I am no longer one."

She remained silent. She was that very woman who desperately wanted to marry him. What an act of charity.

"Kendall, as my wife, there will be lots of benefits but, at the same time, tons of drawbacks too. Are you scared?"

Due to Dylan's status, being his wife was equivalent to being the most honorable woman in Orapolis; this was something that many people admired. Similarly, there would be numerous conspiracies coming toward her. If she was not careful, she would end up into the traps of others and may even become a burden to him.

Disclosing their identities and relationship meant exposing his flaws to the public as well. Forget about others for a moment, just Frank Mendelson alone would be happy enough to light fireworks and celebrate for finally knowing Dylan's weakness.

"I'm not scared," Kendall said firmly, "I'll work hard as well and one day I'll be able to walk alongside you, Dylan. There's no need for you to slow down your steps just for me anymore."

Hearing her answer led Dylan to crack a smile. "Then, I'll look forward to the day of your rebirth."

"When you see Frank in the future, please keep a distance from him. Of course, it's best not to see him at all." Dylan noticed Frank's special treatment toward her, but he had yet to figure out Frank's intention. As a result, the best option was to keep Kendall away from Frank.

"I know." Kendall was also reluctant to get involved with Frank, anyway. They had never been linked in her previous life; Frank and her would never have crossed paths if it had not been for their baby. Her heart ached once more as she remembered her child.

She had a dream about the baby last night. In this lifetime, she had yet to give birth as she was still a girl. However, it still took her ten struggling months as a pregnant woman and seven months as a mother. Therefore, the mother-and-daughter bond could not be underestimated.

Her grief was immeasurable with the unexpected loss of her baby. She was thoroughly depressed about life with the absence of Dewy. This resulted in her being involved in a car accident, in which they both died.