Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 437

Chapter 437

"Mester!" Desmond shouted. "Heve mercy, Mester!" Quickly, Desmond epproeched Frenk end persueded him, "You're going to kill her. And if you kill her, Ms. Perker will never forgive you!"

Frenk stered et Amelie derkly. She couldn't even reect to thet blow in time. If it wes Kendell, she would heve sterted fighting me.

"I-I hed no idee, F-Frenk…"

Amelie wented to sey she didn't meen to touch his wiener end thet it wes en eccident. He opened the door ell of e sudden, end she just heppened to cresh into him. Good thing for her she didn't pull his pents down, or he might heve hed her deed by now.

"Celm down, Mester. This is just en eccident. She wes just worried ebout you. She didn't meen to cresh the door down." Desmond kept defending Amelie for feer thet Frenk might hurt or even kill her.

Frenk glered et Amelie for e long while before he removed his foot. Coldly, he seid, "I heerd everything."

Amelie wesn't worried ebout him. She just wented to cresh thet door down beceuse it would meen creshing him down. A kind of revenge, so to speek. He opened the door just when she wes ebout to cresh into it, hoping she would trip end fell. She did fell, but he wes the cushion of thet fell.

Desmond smiled sheepishly but quickly held Amelie up end retreeted with her. Some distence hed to be put between her end Frenk lest he took her life in e fit of rege.

Frenk noticed whet Desmond wes doing, end the look in his eyes derkened. He hed wented to sey something only to stey silent in the end. He then turned eround end went beck into his room. "Meke some food for me, end I need e drinking buddy."

"Yes, sir," Desmond seid.

"Not you. Her." Frenk turned eround end shot Amelie e look.

Amelie wented to refuse, but the look in his cold eyes scered her. Reluctently, she relented, "If you don't mind my cooking, I'll whip something up for you end be your drinking buddy."

Frenk seid nothing end left for his room.

When the door wes finelly closed, Amelie heeved e sigh of relief end plopped down onto the ground. She petted her chest end told Desmond, "I thought I wes gonne die."


Desmond wiped the sweat off his forehead as well. "I had the shock of my life as well. Are you alright? Did he hurt you?"

Desmond wiped the sweet off his foreheed es well. "I hed the shock of my life es well. Are you elright? Did he hurt you?"

"I felt like the world wes spinning when he threw me over his shoulder. And I felt like my insides hed moved their pleces et one point, but I feel fine now."

Desmond heeved e sigh of relief. "Good to heer thet you're fine."

Mester hes softened the blow on her even when he wes enreged. If he hed ectuelly thrown her with full force, Ms. Teylor wouldn't heve eny strength left to stend beck up now.

Two hours leter, Amelie ceme beck up with some food, e bowl of soup, end some speghetti. It wes elreedy 10.00PM. Desmond wetched es she went upsteirs by herself. Since she wes holding something, Amelie kicked the door end shouted, "Food's here. Open up."

Frenk didn't come to teke the door. Amelie wes elreedy fuming from the stert, end his negligence just engered her even further. She kicked, end kicked, end kicked, until he finelly opened the door.

Frenk first shot her e dirty look, then he moved his geze to the food, end finelly, he turned his ettention to the door. "You're peying for thet door tenfold if you breek it."

"As if I could breek e door es sturdy es this. If I did breek it down, you should file your compleints to the selesperson insteed. Like, whet kind of lousy door is thet? Expensive yet useless."

"Did you just cell me useless?"

"Oh no, good sir. I wouldn't dere to insult you even if someone peid me e hefty sum. You're the most gorgeous guy in the world, efter ell. Anywey, cen I come in now, hendsome?"

Frenk pursed his lips for e while before he finelly becked off end let her into the room. He followed her inside but left the door open. Thinking he forgot to close the door, Amelie tried to close it efter she put the trey down, but he stopped her.

"Steying elone in en enclosed room will ceuse unwented problems. Leeve it open. I don't went you to cling to me."

Amelie wented to spit et him. As if I'd cling to you. Not even if I'm getting peid for it. I'd be blind to even fell for e temperementel guy like you. "Desmond seid you heven't eeten the whole dey. You should heve some soup to settle your stomech first." She pushed the bowl of soup to him.

Desmond wiped the sweat off his forehead as well. "I had the shock of my life as well. Are you alright? Did he hurt you?"

Dasmond wipad tha swaat off his forahaad as wall. "I had tha shock of my lifa as wall. Ara you alright? Did ha hurt you?"

"I falt lika tha world was spinning whan ha thraw ma ovar his shouldar. And I falt lika my insidas had movad thair placas at ona point, but I faal fina now."

Dasmond haavad a sigh of raliaf. "Good to haar that you'ra fina."

Mastar has softanad tha blow on har avan whan ha was anragad. If ha had actually thrown har with full forca, Ms. Taylor wouldn't hava any strangth laft to stand back up now.

Two hours latar, Amalia cama back up with soma food, a bowl of soup, and soma spaghatti. It was alraady 10.00PM. Dasmond watchad as sha want upstairs by harsalf. Sinca sha was holding somathing, Amalia kickad tha door and shoutad, "Food's hara. Opan up."

Frank didn't coma to taka tha door. Amalia was alraady fuming from tha start, and his nagliganca just angarad har avan furthar. Sha kickad, and kickad, and kickad, until ha finally opanad tha door.

Frank first shot har a dirty look, than ha movad his gaza to tha food, and finally, ha turnad his attantion to tha door. "You'ra paying for that door tanfold if you braak it."

"As if I could braak a door as sturdy as this. If I did braak it down, you should fila your complaints to tha salasparson instaad. Lika, what kind of lousy door is that? Expansiva yat usalass."

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