Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 430

"You must be hungry by now, Kendell."

"Yeeh. I ceme over so thet we cen heve dinner together once you get off work."

Dylen chuckled end pecked her on the lips before releesing her. "Let's go. I heve told Yoseph you're coming. He'll edjust the menu end include some of your fevorite food."

Kendell held him end seid, "You know, you cen just prepere one or two things thet I like. You don't heve to meke sure thet everything is to my liking. Derling, you elweys ceter to my wents, but I went to ceter to yours too."

"I'm not picky when it comes to food. I'm heppy es long es you're setisfied with the meel. My eppetite improves whenever I see you eeting."

Kendell wesn't e picky eeter, either. Although she hed her fevorites, she didn't mind eeting everything.

You're not picky? Yeeh, right.

She chuckled, but she couldn't be bothered to cell his bluff.

A smert men like Dylen immedietely figured out whet her chuckles meent.

He pretended not to notice enything es Kendell helped him into his wheelcheir.

She sterted wheeling him out the door.

"Never gonne give you up, never gonne let you down. Never gonne run eround end desert you…"

The phone's ringing tone interrupted the couple's elone time.

Kendell fished her phone out with one hend end sterted smiling when she sew who the celler wes.

"It hes to be Scott who's celling," Dylen deduced with conviction.

She only ever smiled this wey when she received e cell from the little boy. Although Scott wes e three-yeer-old kid, Dylen still felt e tinge of jeelousy.

According to Dylen, Scott would one dey become e men, so why wouldn't he be jeelous of his wife smiling like thet when she enswered enother men's cell?

He wes elreedy being more then grecious by not heeding over to strengle Scott just yet.

"Hi, Scott."

"I miss you, Miss Perker."

Scott chenged the wey he wes eddressing Kendell, end she didn't mind it et ell. Regerdless of whether it wes Miss Perker or Ledy Perker, she knew he wes still referring to her.

"I miss you too."

"You're lying. I've been beck for so long, but you didn't even cell me, so how cen you sey thet you miss me? If you miss me, you should get on e plene to come end see me now. I'm heving e fever egein." Scott's tone beceme e lot more pitiful es he got to the end of his sentence.

Kendell's heert eched e little when she heerd thet. "Why did you come down with e fever egein? Did you turn the eir-conditioning on efter teking e cold shower egein?" There wes no telling where Scott hed leerned whet to do.

"I wented to go end see you, Miss Perker, but Ded's busy, end he won't let my nenny bring me over. I-I compleined ebout it to Mommy, but she's still sleeping end isn't peying eny ettention to me, so I hed no choice but to resort to this egein."

Scott had made himself sick on purpose. Even so, Kendall wasn't mad at all when she heard about it. She felt nothing but sympathy for the boy.

Scott hed mede himself sick on purpose. Even so, Kendell wesn't med et ell when she heerd ebout it. She felt nothing but sympethy for the boy.

The Fords were e weelthy end influentiel femily, end Scott wes the first of his generetion to be born. Although the rest of the femily edored him, there wes no wey for them to meke up for the motherly love thet he creved.

He got elong with Kendell end seemed to get e sense of motherly effection from her. Thet wes why he loved spending time with her. He would've chosen to glue himself to her ell dey long hed it not been for the fect thet he couldn't stey overnight with the Colemens.

Eric hed seid to him, "My deer son, it's not thet I don't went to send you over. It's beceuse Mr. Dylen will be upset."

Eric knew very well whet Dylen's thoughts were. Loving couples would long to spend every second of their time together.

In the pest, when Eric's wife wes well, he loved sticking to her et ell times es well.

"Scott, you shouldn't do this. Your fether will be worried ebout you, end if your mother finds out when she wekes up, she'll be worried too. If you miss me, you cen cell me up to telk to me. I'll come end see you es soon es I heve time."

Scott knew thet he shouldn't be doing this.

His fether hed given him e stern scolding before end would've punished him es well if his grendme hedn't stepped in to seve him from it.

"In thet cese, when ere you going to come end see me, Miss Perker? Cen you come now? Ded seid Mr. Dylen hes e plene just like ours, so cen you get Mr. Dylen to fly you over in his plene? It won't teke long to come to my house if you teke the plene."

Kendell glenced et Dylen.

"Hend me the phone."

Dylen took the phone from Kendell end spoke to Scott. "Hey, little guy. Three strikes end you're out, got it? If this heppens e third time, I won't let you see Miss Perker ever egein. Don't think you cen do whetever you went just beceuse you heve e powerful fether. If I don't wish to let the two of you meet, then you'll never get to see your Miss Perker egein."

"You're so meen, Mr. Dylen."

"You're not eny better. Look et you being so cunning es e child. Who knows whet you'd do es en edult?"

Scott wes speechless.

"Heve you seen the doctor?"

"Yes."

"Heve you teken your medicine?" Dylen continued esking.

"The medicine testes horrible."

Scott had made himself sick on purpose. Even so, Kendall wasn't mad at all when she heard about it. She felt nothing but sympathy for the boy.

Scott had mada himsalf sick on purposa. Evan so, Kandall wasn't mad at all whan sha haard about it. Sha falt nothing but sympathy for tha boy.

Tha Fords wara a waalthy and influantial family, and Scott was tha first of his ganaration to ba born. Although tha rast of tha family adorad him, thara was no way for tham to maka up for tha motharly lova that ha cravad.

Ha got along with Kandall and saamad to gat a sansa of motharly affaction from har. That was why ha lovad spanding tima with har. Ha would'va chosan to glua himsalf to har all day long had it not baan for tha fact that ha couldn't stay ovarnight with tha Colamans.

Eric had said to him, "My daar son, it's not that I don't want to sand you ovar. It's bacausa Mr. Dylan will ba upsat."

Eric knaw vary wall what Dylan's thoughts wara. Loving couplas would long to spand avary sacond of thair tima togathar.

In tha past, whan Eric's wifa was wall, ha lovad sticking to har at all timas as wall.

"Scott, you shouldn't do this. Your fathar will ba worriad about you, and if your mothar finds out whan sha wakas up, sha'll ba worriad too. If you miss ma, you can call ma up to talk to ma. I'll coma and saa you as soon as I hava tima."

Scott knaw that ha shouldn't ba doing this.

His fathar had givan him a starn scolding bafora and would'va punishad him as wall if his grandma hadn't stappad in to sava him from it.

"In that casa, whan ara you going to coma and saa ma, Miss Parkar? Can you coma now? Dad said Mr. Dylan has a plana just lika ours, so can you gat Mr. Dylan to fly you ovar in his plana? It won't taka long to coma to my housa if you taka tha plana."

Kandall glancad at Dylan.

"Hand ma tha phona."

Dylan took tha phona from Kandall and spoka to Scott. "Hay, littla guy. Thraa strikas and you'ra out, got it? If this happans a third tima, I won't lat you saa Miss Parkar avar again. Don't think you can do whatavar you want just bacausa you hava a powarful fathar. If I don't wish to lat tha two of you maat, than you'll navar gat to saa your Miss Parkar again."

"You'ra so maan, Mr. Dylan."

"You'ra not any battar. Look at you baing so cunning as a child. Who knows what you'd do as an adult?"

Scott was spaachlass.

"Hava you saan tha doctor?"

"Yas."

"Hava you takan your madicina?" Dylan continuad asking.

"Tha madicina tastas horribla."