Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 282

Chapter 282

With a smile, it was distinctive that Robert had a much brighter one than Dylan. To Kendall, Robert was a sunshine boy.

"If you don't like Shaunie, you can let Dylan know. Hurricane, his favorite, is the most fearsome horse on the track. Dylan is the only one who can tame it, and even I, the person who keeps it, can only pat him and not sit on its back."

After hearing Robert's words, Kendall realized it was pointless to protest; he was simply carrying out Dylan's orders.

After all, Dylan was worried about her and afraid that she would be thrown off the horse's back since she could not ride well.

She finally accepted Shaunie, despite the fact that she had not ridden a horse in a long time.

Ten minutes later, Kendall and her friends escorted their horses out of the stable.

After they had left, Robert walked toward the five-story building in the distance, which housed the racetrack's general manager's office.

At this point, Dylan and Yoseph were already waiting for him.

Both of them were in the office because Dylan was wheel-chair bound whereas Yoseph was avoiding Jane. Although he seemed to be avoiding her, he insisted on leaning over to the window while holding a pair of binoculars, pretending to look out the window at some distant scenery.

His actions left Robert speechless.

Yoseph stood in front of the window with a pair of binoculars in the general manager's office on the fifth floor of the office building. The height allowed him to see beyond the leafy trees and see the horses on the racetrack.

Dylan had just walked into the office when he snorted upon seeing Yoseph's behavior.

"You're here, Dylan." Yoseph set the telescope down and turned around.

"Why don't you accompany Kendall more often? Look at how sassy and heroic she is when she rides a horse."


"I'm afraid she'll be distracted if I'm there while others won't have a good time," Dylan uttered quietly.

He pushed his wheelchair up by the window and requested binoculars from Yoseph.

He looked at Yoseph, who was hesitant to pass it to him. Yoseph's mind was still resisting, but his hands were not, so he reluctantly handed the binoculars to Dylan.

"Simply go to the racetrack if you want to see Jane. Looking through binoculars isn't much fun here. She can't even hear your applause."

Dylan looked through the binoculars at the racetrack for a few moments before losing interest when he could not find Kendall. He turned around with the binoculars still in his hand.

"I'm not looking at her." Yoseph stated obstinately, "She doesn't need my encouragement. Kendall and the others will undoubtedly lose to her strength."

Even Clifford and the others may not be able to compete with Jane. She came from a wealthy family, but she acted like a tough girl. She was flawed but capable of anything. In a nutshell, Jane led an unbridled life, free of pretense or concern for offending others.

On the other hand, Alice overthought far too much; she did not live as arbitrarily as Jane did.

"Give me the binoculars, Dylan, if you're not using them. I'd like to see if Ally and the others have begun racing." Yoseph dashed over to Dylan's side. His face was full of ingratiating smiles as his hand extended long.

Glaring at him, Dylan angrily retracted his hand and muttered, "This pair of binoculars is mine."

"Do you have any opinions?"

"No."

"Don't murmur here if you don't have anything to say. Get me a glass of water. I'm thirsty."

Yoseph snorted and went to get a glass of water for Dylan.

Placing the binoculars on the coffee table, Dylan sat slowly on the couch while supported by his wheelchair.

When Robert saw Dylan as he pushed open the door, he ran over and yelled, "Why don't you ask Yoseph to help you, Dylan? Ronnie and others are also outside. You can request their assistance." Having said that, he assisted Dylan to be seated.

"Dylan has recently worked hard in rehab and he is now able to walk a few feet without a wheelchair," Yoseph mentioned as he approached them with a glass of warm water, hoping his words to make Robert feel better.

"Is that true, Dylan?" The surprised Robert inquired.

He rarely returned home and spent most of his time at the racetrack. Henc, he had no idea that Dylan and Kendall had secretly married until they recently announced it. He was unaware of other matters and never interfered.

This had always been Dylan's way of handling his private matters. It was best for them to not ask about his affairs because he would be unwilling to explain anyway.

"Yeah, but I can barely take more than twelve steps."

When Kendall first married him, he could not take more than three steps and it was extremely difficult for him to do so. He felt a heart-wrenching pain in his legs after one step, which turned his face pale and caused him to sweat.

He considered himself to be a tough guy, but the pain was too much for him.

Most of the time, he was hesitant to stand and walk on his own because it was both painful and self-esteem reducing.
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