Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 679 He Who Loves First Loses

After a while, Frank finally let go of Amelia.

"Why… are you here?"

Amelia could answer that herself, but she couldn't resist asking anyway.

"Dylan told me. To get information about you, I kept pestering him and his wife. You told Kendall that you're coming back, so Dylan told me to come and try my luck at the airport because he didn't know when exactly you'd be back."

Frank told Amelia everything, after which she stared at him in silence.

It'd been a long time since he shaved. He looked thin and haggard—totally unrecognizable from his former distinguished and imposing self.

Did he end up like this because of me?

Ethan had informed Amelia that ever since she went on holiday, Frank had been lying in wait outside their house every day. She'd been gone for over a month and he was still keeping it up.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't touched by his actions.

Nevertheless, she didn't agree to be with Frank right away just because she was touched by him.

He hasn't even courted me properly yet.

After all the hurt he inflicted on her in the past, she wanted to play hard to get and make him suffer in the process first.

Well, that was what she thought, but when it came to actually carrying out the plan, her heart softened.

She couldn't stop herself from reaching out to stroke Frank's face. "Have you been skipping your meals again? You look so thin and haggard. Look at your stubble! How long have you skipped shaving? I wouldn't have been able to recognize you if it weren't for all the torture you put me through in the past that makes me hate you so much."

Frank grabbed Amelia's hand and stared fixedly at her to sear her face into his memory.

"I couldn't eat or sleep while you were away. You were all I could think about. I waited outside your house, hoping for the day you come back. Amy, what I did to you in the past was terrible. You should hate me, despise me, and resent me. I deserve it. I won't try to defend my actions. I just ask that you never try to avoid me again. Don't leave me. Not being able to see you felt like torture."

He would much rather be hit or scolded by her. He would even be willing to let her do all the things he had done to her back to him if it meant that she didn't hide from him.

After a moment of silence, Amelia said, "I came back to attend Kendall and Dylan's wedding. I don't want to talk about our relationship right now. I'll be going now, Frank."

Amelia took her suitcase and started moving.

Frank grabbed her wrist and said hoarsely, "Amy, I waited here for so long because I wanted to take you home myself."

She removed herself from his grasp and replied, "It's fine. My brother will come and pick me up. I'm going to get something to eat first."

She walked off with her suitcase.

This time, Frank didn't try to stop her, but he followed right behind her.

He even snatched her suitcase away from her.

"From now on, whenever you go out, I'll carry all your bags for you."

For the sake of love, the head of the Mendelson Family was willing to play the role of a humble porter.

None of his dignity or pride mattered in front of Amelia.

Amelia pursed her lips without saying anything. She didn't try to take her suitcase back. If he wanted to help her, then so be it. It wasn't that heavy anyway.

She had only brought a few sets of clothes and some souvenirs for her family and Kendall.

She didn't buy anything for Frank, of course.

After receiving Amelia at the airport, Frank informed his bodyguards to leave a car for him and return to the city themselves.

Amelia heard him giving the instructions and couldn't help but ask, "Did you bring a bunch of people over?"

She thought he had changed his habit of bringing a whole procession everywhere he went during her time away.

"I was afraid I would miss you if I came alone, so I had Desmond gather all the people who had seen you before and had them wait for you at the airport too."

Amelia was dumbfounded. Is there a single soul at Mendelson Residence who hasn't seen me before?

When Frank pranked her by getting the wolfhounds to chase her back then, the ruckus had drawn the attention of everyone at Mendelson Residence.

Now that she recalled this, she asked, "Are you still keeping those wolfhounds at your house?"

Ever since she had been chased around by the wolfhounds, she was extremely careful whenever she walked around Mendelson Residence. She never went to the back of the house ever again out of fear that she might run into the fearsome wolfhounds.

Frank felt a little sheepish. He looked apologetic as he said, "Yeah. They're still guarding the house, but if you don't like them, I'll get someone to put them down as soon as I get home."

"Why do you want to put them down? Even though they chased me around, I'm more pissed at the person who stood around watching the show the entire time. I wouldn't hold it against the dogs. Since they're there to guard the place, just leave them be."

The wolfhounds were fierce and loyal to their master which made them excellent guard dogs.

Technically speaking, even without the wolfhounds, no one would dare to break into Mendelson Residence on a whim when it was constantly filled with household staff and bodyguards.

Furthermore, there were security cameras at every corner. It was hard to be a thief in this day and age.

"Alright. Since you don't want to put them down, I won't," Frank agreed affectionately. "I'll keep everything that you like and toss everything that you don't like."

Amelia turned to him and asked pointedly, "If I say I don't like you, are you going to toss yourself out?"

Frank couldn't respond to that.

His silence made Amelia smile.