Kendall's Sacrifice

Even though he could no longer move his legs after the car accident, no one knew for sure if he could do what a man could. Anything about it was just one rumor after another.

Kendall couldn't believe how she had believed what she heard.

Dylan, too, never made it a point to correct her, and only let people spread terrible rumors about how he was incapable of using his member and was a eunuch despite how he looked.

He had also always controlled himself well by not showing any reaction whenever Kendall took advantage of him, making her completely believe that he really was as the speculations went.

Who would have thought…

At that, Kendall grumbled to herself, He's a bad guy who not only lied to the world, but also to me.

That is right! She suddenly realized that, and she blew her top. He lied to me!

Abruptly, she stood up and strode over. She wanted to grab Dylan by the collar and lift him up. However, all she managed to do was the former.

His boulder-like weight made it impossible for her to move him.

By the time she failed both her attempts to lift him up, she had turned red out of anger and embarrassment.

She finally gave up on trying to move him, but her grip on the collar of his pajamas was still firm when she angrily demanded, "Dylan Coleman! Tell me, did you just heal or have you always been fine? You lied to me!"

He looked at the silky hand holding his collar, and then looked up at her shy and angry face. After a moment, he raised his right hand and lightly pried her hold away.

"I never said I couldn't do it," he casually mentioned.

Kendall was stunned for a moment before she muttered, "You did! You have never denied it when I said you can't. That is silent confirmation right there!"

"You are the one who said it then. How does me being lazy to explain mean that I am agreeing with you?"

She was rendered speechless at that.

It didn't take long before she questioned him again. "If that is the case, why didn't you tell me? Why have we n-never…"

Twisted the sheets?

Of course, she could never say that out loud.

"I have dropped hints before, but you didn't pick them up. How am I the one being blamed now?" Dylan slowly smoothed out his pajamas.

He had told her that they wouldn't be adopting a child because there was no need. This was because they could have one of their own.

"Also," he added, "we didn't have feelings for each other when we first got married. Would you have been willing to do it with me even if I did tell you I function normally?"

Kendall's lips parted, but she didn't utter a word.

"Even now…" He pulled her to sit on the bed. While his deep gaze was fixated on her beautiful face, he said in a low voice, "I saw your reaction just now. You were more frightened to know that I am able-bodied that you were surprised to see me give you so much money. This can only mean that you currently aren't ready to hand yourself over to me."

Kendall's face flushed even redder as she tried to explain herself, "T-That's because you caught me by surprise."

Jackson had never touched her during their past life as husband and wife.

And even if she did spend a night with Frank, she didn't have the slightest memory of what happened because she was so drunk.

In a way, she was completely clueless about the relationship between a man and a woman.

Kendall might have messed around with Dylan numerous times before, but the only things they would do were hugging, or kissing, and the occasional touching.

Presently, she didn't even dare to look at him, not to mention looking into his eyes.

Feeling the sharpness of his deep stare, she gradually turned flustered. It was like his gaze was on fire. Being quietly looked at by him made her feel hot all over, as though she was surrounded by fire.

Two strong arms fell on her shoulders after a moment.

As those arms held her, Dylan added softly, "Kendall, we do love each other now, but I respect you and I will not force you into anything. We will have our wedding night when you are mentally prepared."

His legs weren't completely healed anyway.

He could give himself time to sufficiently prepare himself while she took her time to accept the fact that he was capable of doing it.

After hearing his words, Kendall raised her head and met his dark eyes, where she saw the tolerance and affection he had for her.

It wasn't like she was against the idea of being one with him.

She was just caught off-guard.

However, she was deeply touched by his thoughtfulness.

"Dylan, I—"

He lowered his head and cut her off by pressing a tender kiss on her lips. "How about we hold it off till our wedding?" he asked in a gentle voice.

They would have a real wedding night after the wedding.

Kendall's mind was a mess at his words, but she still nodded after giving it a thought.

Leaning into his chest, she asked lightly, "Will we really have a wedding?"

Her smooth locks softly fell as he proceeded to remove her hair clip.

"Kendall, you were allowed to ask me that when we registered for our marriage certificate, but you shouldn't ask me a question like that now. Can't you feel my love and sincerity for you?"

She playfully stuck out her tongue. "Okay, it's my fault."

She had seen the dowry list he had been preparing some time back.

It was just that there hadn't been any updates from him lately.

She thought that he only wrote the list just for her to see, and that he hadn't made the necessary arrangements.

However, judging from how Dylan was doting on her now, there was no way he would give her less than she deserved. He would definitely give her a grand wedding.

Instead of blaming her, he only let out a low chuckle while he gently ran his fingers through her smooth hair. He then softly murmured, "It's late. Why don't you take a shower?"