Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 291

"Did you just wake up?" Sally asked immediately.

Hearing this, Kendall replied embarrassingly, "I slept very late yesterday, so I took my time to wake up today. How

are you feeling now, Mom? I'll visit you soon."

She was about to mention the following Saturday when she remembered that she had prior engagements, so she

changed her thoughts.

This habit of hers was exactly the same as Dylan.

"I've recovered a lot now. The only thing I can't do is labor intensive work. If you're busy, you don't have to come

back. With the blazing weather nowadays, you won't stay for long, seeing how you need to travel back and forth."

Sally smiled. "It's good enough to know that you still think about me."

"It's okay. I can just request two days off from my father and stay with you guys."

"Kendall, no." Sally quickly persuaded her, "Your work is more important. If you keep taking days off, Adam might

think that you're slacking off."

"Mom, it's really fine."

"Just listen to your mother and work hard. If you have more time, spend it with Charlotte. We are getting by just

fine. You don't have to worry about us."

Remembering that her biological parents did not like her contacting the Woodses so frequently, Kendall could only

reply, "Okay. I'll listen to you and only head back during the weekend."

She was not going to take any days off, for she had done that so many times to the point where even her secretary

was complaining.

"Kendall."

"Yes, Mom?"

After a short pause, Sally continued, "You're a member of a prominent family now, so you need to keep your image

up. You can't butt into everything like you used to and stand up for everyone. No matter what you do, you need to

think about your family and consider if your decision would affect them. Also, be careful when driving; I know you

love to drive fast."

When she was chatting with Dylan earlier, she came to find out that Kendall loved to drive at high speeds, so Sally

reminded her about that..

Just as Kendall was mumbling begrudgingly while her mother was trying to make out what she was saying, she

questioned her instead, "Mom, did Dylan snitch on me?"

Ever since she was caught red-handed while driving recklessly the first time, Charlotte was also informed by Dylan

immediately after.

It landed her in the situation where she could not even drive whenever she went back to the Parkers.

"Master Dylan did not snitch on you. He's just worried about you. After all, I raised you myself, so I know you better

than anyone. Anyway, just drive slower in the future."

"Mom, I can't even touch a steering wheel now, thanks to your son-in-law forbidding me to drive. I even asked

Mother if I could drive her cars and she rejected me too. She's in cahoots with Dylan."

Laughing, Sally replied, "Master Dylan sure is wise."

Kendall was speechless. It's true that mother-in-laws often come to like their son-in-laws more and more. Both my

moms have been won over by Dylan just like that.

Ending the call, she knew it was Dylan upon hearing the sound of door unlocking.

As soon as she placed her phone on the bedside table, the door opened.

Standing up, she walked out of the bedroom barefooted to the sight of Ronnie pushing Dylan in.

"Get out, Ronnie!" The moment Dylan saw her, he bellowed out the command.

Ronnie let go of the wheelchair and turned around before leaving, all in one smooth motion.

From the start to when he left, Ronnie did not even so much glance at her.

"What's wrong?" Kendall asked Dylan perplexingly.

She walked over as Dylan stood up before approaching toward each other.

He placed his fingers on her shirt, smoothing out the creases of her somewhat wrinkled pajamas before combing

her hair with his hands. At last, his gaze landed on her bare feet.

With furrowed eyebrows, he had a deep gaze paired with his pursed lips.

That's his expression when he's angry.

"I-I'll put on my shoes now."

Knowing that being barefooted angered him, Kendall wanted to head back to the bedroom quickly.

Yet, she only took one step forward before she found herself levitating. In a moment of panic, she reached out to

grab anything she could and held onto his shirt, then holding by his neck.

"Dylan!" Kendall shouted.

"Call me darling."

Looking at him, she could not help but laugh. "I'm just concerned that if I call you darling, you will slap yourself

again."

Dylan could not refute her. After all, he did say that he did not allow her to call her that.

Now that he was requesting her to call her 'darling', it would be equivalent to him slapping himself once everytime

she said it.

Reminded of that, he carried his wife and slowly walked into the bedroom, throwing her on the bed.

Since she was thrown on top of the bed, it did not hurt.

Kendall, who was not angry at all, laughed sneakily instead and twirled her hair before saying seductively, "Dylan,

your actions made me think that you would devour me like the hungry wolf that you are."

This made Dylan look at her passionately.

Lying on the bed with her silky hair on the pillow while her red lips and bright eyes remained as captivating as they

were, she did not need to do anything as that was enough to drive him mad.

At that moment, he wanted to spend a passionate time with her again.

"I'm just concerned about your body," he stated in a low voice.

As his wife, he thought of her as very fragile.

Plus, now that they were on a vacation, which required her to horseback riding, he did not want her to exhaust her

any further.

Reaching out, Kendall pulled on one of his arms, motioning for him to sit on the bed.

She then put a pillow on her lap and smiled. "Dylan, you're a good man. A gentleman who cares for his wife."

You're not one that cares about your own enjoyment. You care about me too.

Looking at her parted lips, he could not hold it in anymore as he kissed her.

It went on for a very long time as if he wanted to satiate his desires.

"I married you. Of course, I will care, love, and dote on you."

Kendall looked at him shyly and lovingly. Then, she sat up and hugged him by the neck, leading him onto the bed

before turning to get on top of him. Pinning his hands above of his head, she found the man before her looking at

her with bright eyes. "Dylan, now that I am married to you, I will never leave or abandon you."

Swearing by her words, she kissed him before lying down beside him.

At a loss of words, Dylan could not believe what she just did.

This little succubus! Just as he thought she would take the initiative, she only confessed and kissed him. Is that all?

She really is a succubus! This soul-sucking and heart-corrupting woman, making me feel such things!

Ironically, he had just expressed his gentleness by putting off an intimate session in return for her well-being earlier.

If he went back on his words now, it would be equivalent to slapping himself. I'm noting this one down.

He was planning to wait until he could fully walk again. On the day of their wedding, he would make sure that she

would not be able to get out of bed for three days after that!

With this debt in mind, he had a whole life before him to repay her!

Not knowing what Dylan was thinking about, Kendall was already sitting in front of the dressing table and combed

her hair.

"Dylan, did you buy all these feminine products?"

While combing her hair, she asked the silent man, who was still lying on the bed. This room should be his. A cold

man like him would never have any feminine products in his room.

"I had the reception send these up." Dylan, who suppressed his roaring desires, sat up.