Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 270

"Roll out of here if you can roll. Don't tell me you are going to stay overnight here after cadging a meal."

Geez, how heartbreaking! Isn't he too cold-hearted to his own brother?

Despite the glare Dylan was throwing his way to get rid of him, Yoseph still bit the bullet as he uttered, "Dylan, I will be staying here tonight."

Dylan didn't answer him and instead called for Amos.

"Young Master Dylan."

Soon enough, the older man appeared in front of the siblings.

"Please head over to Yoseph's place and tell Miss Morris to drag him home."

Amos' eyes darted toward the nervous Yoseph, and the former respectfully replied while he held back his laughter, "I will give Mrs. Pears a call right this instant to pass the message to Miss Morris."

After saying that, Amos took out his phone to make the call.

"Amos! Amos."

Yoseph quickly got up to stop Amos from informing his housekeeper. Resigned, he sighed. "It would be fine if I stop third wheeling, right? What is brotherhood to you even, Dylan?"

The man actually had the heart to watch his younger brother being abused by Jane.

Jane, too, was Yoseph's source of headache. As a guest from an esteemed family, she seemed as though she didn't have the least bit of worry about rumors by how she shamelessly worm her way into his humble abode everytime.

The instant Dylan glared at him, Yoseph immediately grabbed his car keys and sprinted outside with Amos by his side to send him off.

He started complaining when they were out of the main building, "Just whose bad side have I gotten on, Amos? Why would my perfectly fine days be interrupted by a woman so badly that I can't even go home? Only I know how saddening this is!"

Amos laughed when he heard that. "Young Master Yoseph, isn't Miss Morris a good woman? How did she become Godzilla who you can't help but hide from as soon as you talk about her?"

"She is good to everyone except me. All she does is bully me! Just hearing her name makes me weak in the knees."

"You used to lose to Miss Morris in fights. Is it still impossible to win against her now?" Amos chuckled, making Yoseph choke on his saliva.

Is it still impossible to win against Jane?

Not necessarily.

It's just that good men don't fight with women.

Yoseph would rather stay away from her than start another fight again. They were both adults now. What was he supposed to do if she attacked him by hugging and biting or scratching him like she used to do? Do the same thing to her?

If the elders were to see him, they would definitely say that he was taking advantage of her, and demand him to take responsibility for her.

Yoseph was aware that it was Tilly's greatest dream for him to get married to Jane. Or should he say, have Jane get married to him.

Still, Jane might not agree to marrying into the Coleman Family.

There was a time when she was around 13 years old that she had a verbal fight with Yoseph, and he said she would never be able to marry anyone because of how ferocious she was.

She had answered him then that she wouldn't marry him even if she stayed unmarried. She even complained about how the Coleman household had too many rules, and that she would only get married with someone who would take her family name. Even if they were forced to marry at some point, he would have to be the one to take her last name.

Like hell that is going to happen! Yoseph huffed.

To have him, a young master of the Coleman Family, marry into someone else's family?

Never in a million years.

"Amos, is Fiesty really at my place?"

Amos chuckled in response. "Young Master Yoseph, I am only responsible for the ins and outs at Young Master Dylan's place. How about you ask Mrs. Pears, who takes care of your place? I wouldn't want Mrs. Pears to complain about me poking my nose where it doesn't belong."

Of course Yoseph already knew the answer to his question. He was just pointlessly trying to get out of the web he had fallen into.

He could only pout as he gave another excuse. "I am too full. I will be going on a stroll to let the food digest a bit."

"Young Master Dylan will be taking Young Mistress Kendall to the horse farm early tomorrow morning. You said you will be going as well, didn't you, Young Master Yoseph? Miss Morris will make fun of you if you fall off a horse from not getting enough rest."

Yoseph came to a halt upon hearing Amos' words.

After Amos said what he needed to say, he turned around and walked back into the building, leaving Yoseph standing there for a long while before he finally went back home in an angry mood.

Now that Yoseph had left, Kendall smilingly scolded her man, "Dylan, that is your own baby brother. Don't treat him so coldly all the time!"

Dylan only replied in a nonchalant tone, "I only stopped myself from throwing him out even though he has been bothering my wife and my lovey-dovey time for the sake of our fellow mother."

Kendall quickly froze at his words.

She wasn't aware that they were having their lovey-dovey time earlier.

"Lean over," Dylan suddenly demanded, in which she obediently did.

He then took a tissue and gently wiped her mouth with it.

Kendall was as surprised as she was overjoyed upon his unexpected gesture.

She loved this gentle and caring side of him.

Dylan might be a cold man, but he always gave his all to the point where the other party would easily surrender when he was sincere toward someone.

Kendall was a prime example. She couldn't even hold out for a month before she fell head over heels for him.

"I am sure you are happy tonight."

"Mhm. I told my mother about Kelly's pregnancy."

He understood the reason she did this. "Your parents have raised her for more than 20 years. They surely feel deeply for her because they always thought she was their biological daughter. It will definitely take some time for them to truly be disappointed in her."

"You don't know Kelly, Dylan. My parents will definitely lose their trust in her after this incident."

Dylan had his lips pressed into a straight line before he finally uttered, "It is true I don't understand other women. You’re the only one I want to know more about."

How sweet! Kendall swooned.

The sweet nothings Dylan told her were always particularly suggestive.

As she happily fell into his arms, her wandering hand started drawing circles on his chest, and she cooed, "You’re the only one I want to know more about as well, Dylan."

The look in Dylan's eyes gradually darkened as he looked down at his playful wife in his arms. When she started unbuttoning his shirt recklessly, he stopped her while he reminded, "We can't have our wedding for now."

For one, he still couldn't walk like a normal person could. Also, her wedding dress wasn't done yet.

There were still a lot of things that they hadn't prepared.

Even his parents were still refusing to meet Kendall's parents.

Kendall's movements came to a halt then. She raised her chin within the next second, only for her to meet his dark eyes.

"Dylan… What if I say yes? Will it affect my horse riding tomorrow?"

His eyes turned even darker after she said those words, and he unconsciously tightened his hold on her.

Dylan wouldn't think about touching her when he was calm even if she were to throw herself on him.

But when he was worked up, just the light fragrance drifting off of Kendall's body was enough to get him excited.

"Dylan?"

Seeing how he didn't answer her even after a long second, she couldn't help but call out his name.

"I suppose… it wouldn't," he gave a muffled reply.

He knew that it would hurt her, but it couldn't possibly stay painful until the next day even if they were to do it.

"If you are afraid that it will affect your riding tomorrow… It is not like I can't hold it in. I am a pretty strong-willed man as long as you don't tease me."

Kendall's face went red, but she soon giggled while she caressed his face.

"I can't help but tease you. You are so handsome. Looking at you gives me a crazy appetite. I would love to swallow you whole if I could."

He was rather speechless at that. "You glutton!"

How did she even relate something like this to having an appetite?!

"The human mouth is for talking and eating. We have to make it worthy of its functions by having a taste of all the delicacies the world has to offer."

"You are probably the only one who can make gluttony sound so beautiful, Kendall Parker."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master Dylan."

"How brazen."

"That is what you like about me, isn't it?" she hummed, victorious.

Dylan paused for a beat as he grumbled to himself, As the one who spoiled her, I have no choice but to keep pampering her.

Speaking of, is she willing to be my lawful wife?

Stop changing the subject!