Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 25

After watching Kendall for quite a while, Dylan stated, "Stop massaging. Let's get some fresh air."

"Okay."

Then, Kendall stood up and went behind Dylan to push him out of the room. Just as they arrived at the entrance, they met Dylan's mother, Emily Sutton.

Emily looked at Kendall with a gaze as cold as Dylan's, making Kendall feel like Emily was looking at her with even more hostility than when they first met. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"Mrs. Coleman." Truth was, Kendall was afraid to call her 'Mom.'

However, Emily ignored Kendall and looked at Dylan with a gentle face while asking, "Dylan, where are you going?"

While Dylan noticed the hostility Emily had for Kendall, he didn't speak up for Kendall. Instead, he replied to Emily's question, "I wanted to get some fresh air and let her familiarize herself with the surroundings."

"Dylan, are you letting her stay here? She—"

"Mom, this is my business, and I hope that you won't interfere with this," Dylan interrupted.

Taking a few deep breaths, Emily agreed helplessly, "Alright. As long as you're happy, I won't interfere

with your matters."

Afterward, she glared at Kendall and warned coldly, "Kendall Parker, I don't care what means you used to make my son bring you back here, but let me be frank—if you commit suicide again and ruin my son's reputation, I'll never let you or the Parker Family go."

Even if her son was crippled, she still wouldn't allow Kendall to insult her son's dignity.

If it weren't for that, Kendall wouldn't have been worthy of appearing in her son's life.

"Mrs. Coleman, after having died once, I've come to understand many things. Now that I have a second chance, I won't make the same mistakes."

After snorting, Emily ordered, "The only way you can atone for your mistakes is to take good care of my son."

Once Emily finished speaking, she turned around and left while Kendall watched her from behind.

She was curious about what Dylan told his family after she had left the main house that afternoon.

Atone for her mistakes?

"Let's go. I'll bring you on a tour around the mansion."

Dylan wouldn't tell Kendall what he had told his family, so Kendall didn't ask him either. She knew he had a tight lip and if he refused to tell her, he wouldn't say anything even if she forced him.

The Coleman Mansion was massive. Even with Dylan guiding her, she was still muddle-headed while walking around. There was just too much to remember. Also, she was sure she would get lost if she walked around alone.

In addition, the Coleman Mansion had a beautiful back garden. While Kendall was pushing Dylan's wheelchair through the small path of flowers, there were several times when she wanted to stop and admire the flowers, but she was afraid that Dylan would be mad if she stopped.

As the sun settled, it painted half of the evening sky and earth a fiery red.

"Let's go outside for a stroll."

"Okay."

Being Dylan's current 'nanny', she had to obey Dylan's every order without any objections.

After walking for a while, he told her to stop.

"What's the matter?"

Turning his head, he ordered, "Bend down."

Not knowing what he wanted, Kendall warily and carefully bent down and looked Dylan dead in the eyes to avoid being knocked unconscious again.

Looking at her gloomy expression, Dylan raised his hand, but Kendall instinctively stood straight.

"Dylan, don't you even think about hitting me unconscious."

It was a painful experience.

However, he grabbed her hand and tugged her body until she was forced to bend down again. Then, he curled his fingers and flicked her forehead, which made her feel pain and complain that he didn't know how to treat women.

"You must have a memory of a goldfish. How can you not remember the way after walking through it once?"

As Kendall touched the spot where he had flicked her, she looked at him with an innocent and aggrieved expression.

"I'm not familiar with your home. It's so massive and has so many shortcuts that are intertwined. How can I remember all of them? You guys should have made a road sign because once strangers enter, they won't be able to get out."

Instead of replying to her, Dylan glared at her in unhappiness.

Pursing her lips, she asked, "Can't you just tell me where the direction of the mansion's entrance is? Stop flicking my forehead. It hurts. Why don't you let me return the favor?"

"I've only said one thing and you retort with a dozen other things."

"I did not."

Once Kendall saw Dylan's darkened gaze, she immediately turned his wheelchair around and walked in another direction.

"Wrong."

"Where should I go, then?"

Dylan told himself he shouldn't be angry with his newlywed wife because she was new to the place and the Coleman Mansion was indeed massive. It was normal for her not to know where to go.

Not everyone had an excellent memory like him.

After telling himself that, he pointed in a direction, and Kendall quickly pushed him in that direction.

While being guided by Dylan, Kendall finally brought the temperamental man, who liked to flick her forehead, outside the Coleman Mansion.

"Head to the field over there to watch the sunset."

A hundred meters from them was a big grassy field surrounded by trees and plants, making the whole place look like a green palette.

Once Dylan had given an order, Kendall didn't have the guts to refuse.

They heard the sound of a car in the distance and when they reached the grass field, they saw a very familiar car approaching them under the sunset.

Perhaps the person inside had also seen the couple because that driver quickly found a spot to park the car. It was then that the couple saw that the person inside the car was Jackson.

After parking his car, Jackson descended the car and strode toward the couple.

As Dylan turned his head to look at Kendall, he saw that her hands tightly gripped his wheelchair while she stared at Jackson with hatred. If it hadn't been for her self-control, Dylan was sure that she would have pushed his wheelchair to slam into Jackson.

Then, Dylan asked himself, Didn't she fall in love with Jackson at first sight and refuse to marry me because of him? Also, I heard that she had previously starved herself because of Jackson.

In the past, whenever Jackson appeared, Kendall wouldn't notice anybody else and whatever she did would revolve around him. But judging by her current state, she looked like she hated Jackson to the core.

What happened between them?

Dylan was lost in his thoughts, and he had countless questions running through his mind at that minute.

"Master Dylan, Kendall." Jackson was smiling as he approached them.

Trying to suppress her hatred, Kendall subconsciously lowered her head and met Dylan's jet-black pupils. She blinked and wondered how long he had been looking at her.

After that, Dylan acted like nothing had happened and turned around. He had an indifferent expression and didn't respond to Jackson's greeting.

"Master Dylan."

Everyone in Orapolis knew that Dylan disliked having people near him, so Jackson stopped about three steps away from the duo.

As Dylan looked at the setting sun in the sky, he felt the sunset looked beautiful, but it was a pity that it was almost evening. "Mr. Whittle, what business do you have by coming here uninvited?"

Dylan wasn't even looking at Jackson when he asked the question, which made Jackson feel unhappy about the man's defiant and arrogant attitude. However, he did not dare to voice that out.

After that, Jackson turned his gaze to Kendall and looked at her adoringly before he explained, "I heard that you brought Kendall here and was worried that her straightforward personality would anger you, so I came to bring her back home. Master Dylan, if Kendall has offended you in any way, I hope you can forgive her for my sake."

It was then that Dylan finally looked at Jackson.

He pursed his lips and sarcastically remarked, "For your sake? How shameless of you to say that."

Jackson was at a loss of words.