Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 594

After finishing the bottle of wine, Toddy was still not showing any signs of tipsiness, and he began to feel frustrated with his high alcohol tolerance. Glancing at the time, he got up, deciding to head downstairs to buy a few more bottles so that he could continue to drink. He was determined not to stop until he got drunk and collapsed by Emma's front door.

Either way, he didn't plan on returning home either and was going to sleep by her door. He didn't believe that she would completely ignore him, and she hadn't fallen for Roger yet, which meant that he still had a chance.

Toddy had just left when Emma yanked the door open. She spotted the empty wine bottles and the scattered shards of glass, but there was no trace of Toddy. She looked at the scene in front of her silently, and after a moment, she turned around and retrieved a broom from her house to sweep the mess up before mopping the floor. Once she was finished, she closed the door again and locked it.

Returning to the couch and taking a seat, she picked up the remote and turned the volume down. However, though her eyes were trained on the television screen, her mind drifted elsewhere. Toddy was still just as impatient toward her as ever. She had just taken a shower, and he already left.

Emma felt a little saddened by the fact, but she thought of it differently—she already knew how he felt about her a long time ago and vowed to let him go and forget about him as well, so why should she let him affect her mood? At that thought, she felt significantly better.

She took her phone and called Roger, who quickly picked up.

"Roger, have you reached home?"

Roger was currently living in the house that Kendall had bought and planned to gift to her adoptive parents. She had begged him to move into the Coleman or Parker Residence many times before, but he turned all of her pleas down. Back when Kendall bought the house, she thought that the close proximity would make it easier for her to meet the Woodses.

"I just reached the entrance."

"Oh, glad to hear that. I called just to ask if you've reached home, that's all."

Roger grinned. "Thanks."

The fact that she called to check on him showed that she cared about him. Although they were still unable to become lovers, they were at least friends right now.

"Rest early," she reminded.

"You too."

After bidding each other good night, they hung up.

As she rarely watched TV shows, Emma could hardly get immersed, so she gave up and turned the television off, switching off the living room lights while she was at it. Then, she returned to her room and sat on her bed, leaning against the headboard as she watched videos on her phone.

After buying a few bottles of wine, Toddy returned and noticed that the front door had been cleaned up. He froze for a moment; he was taken aback before he immediately realized that Emma had come out while he was away.

Toddy strode over and placed the wine bottles down. However, just as he was about to knock on the door again, he noticed that the lights were turned off inside through the door gap while he bent down to set the bottles on the floor. Emma's asleep?

In the end, he lowered his hand that was raised to the door. In just half an hour, he missed her appearance, but the fact that she opened the door and came out showed that she was not completely cold-hearted yet.

…

In the security room by the entrance of the Coleman Residence, Frank had just finished separating the black and white sesame seeds. The entire basin had taken him a whole day, and from morning to late at night, he had not stopped except to eat and drink.

"You're already done separating them?" Dylan's cold voice sounded.

Frank did not bother to look at his rival who hadn't gone to socialize or pick up his beloved wife, knowing that he was here just to make a fool out of him. Ever since Dylan got off work and returned home, he'd been watching him here. The two did not speak—one of them separating sesame seeds while the other stared intensely, occasionally letting out a mocking laugh, making Frank itch to beat him up.

However, he couldn't beat Dylan in a fight. He was barely able to defeat Dylan when he was disabled. Now that he was fully recovered, he couldn't defeat him again.

"When is your wife coming back?"

Frank had already learned to hold himself back in front of Dylan, and he didn't bring up Kendall's name anymore so that Dylan wouldn't get jealous and come up with yet another petty trick to teach him a lesson.

Besides, he already understood his feelings. The person he truly loved was Amelia. Even if he felt like he owed Dylan and Kendall, and he would extend a helping hand to Kendall if she needed it, he could not allow Amelia to think that he still couldn't let Kendall go.

"I don't know either. Can't you see I've been waiting for my wife for the entire night?" Dylan lied through his teeth.

Kendall had notified him through text that she would be attending a dinner with Adam and had told him when she was going to return, but he lied and said he didn't know.

Kendall had notified him through text that she would be attending a dinner with Adam and had told him when she was going to return, but he lied and said he didn't know.

While Frank did not believe his lies, he did not expose him and mocked instead, "Aren't you two glued together at the hip? Why don't you know? Or are the rumors all fake, and you two don't actually get along at all?"

"Dylan, if you dare to mistreat your wife, I'll…"

Before he could finish, Dylan grabbed his collar and lifted him off the ground. Seeing this, their bodyguards instantly squeezed into the security room.

"Ronnie, get them out!" Dylan ordered icily.

With a look at the two men, Ronnie waved a hand, and both the Coleman and Mendelson Family's bodyguards quietly left the security room.

Frank did not remove Dylan's hand around his collar and met his eyes coldly.

Dylan's handsome features darkened as he gritted out with a frosty glare, "Listen carefully, Frank Mendelson. Kendall is my woman and my wife, and she'll always be. Unless I die, I will never let her leave my side."

"Since you like Amelia, just focus on pursuing her and stop getting ideas about my wife! Don't think that I'll hold back just because of Ms. Taylor. If you ever think about my wife again, even if Ms. Taylor is present, I'll break all your teeth to let her see you for the fickle b*stard you are, and she'll never accept your feelings."

Frank waited for Dylan to finish before he raised his hand and forcibly yanked Dylan's hand off his collar. His voice cold, he said, "I wasn't done speaking. What's with the rush? Or are you feeling insecure? You don't think you can keep your wife around you? Listen, if you dare to pick on Kendall, I'll definitely avenge her. Regardless of how she feels about me, I've told her that I'll always support her unconditionally for the rest of my life. That's what I owe her!"