Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 530

Ever since he had that dream and knew that woman was Kendall, he had thought of the baby as his daughter.

He had bothered Kendall for months so that he could have that cute baby girl back by his side.

He had drawn countless paintings of her.

Every time he finished a painting of his baby, he was overwhelmed by the urge to hug the baby he had drawn. He

wanted to wrap his arms around the flesh of his baby.

In the end, he realized the baby was not his.

Her sire was his mortal enemy.

Frank had done wrong by his baby girl and Kendall.

After the dream finished, he locked himself up in his room for days. Finally, he came to a decision.

He would stop bothering Kendall and let her be happy with Dylan. He would even give Dylan all of his paintings of

the baby girl. After all, she was Dylan's daughter.

Dylan stared at Frank for a long while before unfurling another painting from the desk. He couldn't help but admire

Frank's talent for painting, for he had drawn out every detail of the baby just based on what he imagined.

Kendall had said the baby looked like her.

In Frank's paintings, the baby certainly looked a lot like her.

He unfurled all of the paintings. Not only were there paintings of the baby, but there were also paintings of Kendall

carrying the baby. Of course, there was also a so-called family portrait.

When he saw Frank's face in the family portrait, he immediately grabbed a pair of scissors and cut him out of the

painting.

Frank watched his actions but did not stop him at all.

He was overwhelmed by intense pain as every snip of Dylan's scissors felt like his heart was being snipped away.

Dylan then pulled all of the baby's paintings over to him as he coldly declared, "You are not allowed to draw her

from now on."

Frank bitterly smiled. "I have done wrong by her. Even if I have a pen in my hands now, I no longer have the

courage to draw her face."

"Kendall is my wife. From now on, stay away from her!"

Dylan's words rang out in a threatening manner.

Frank silently picked up the snippets of his face that Dylan had cut out before slowly rolling them up.

Once he was done, he stood up. After a few long moments of silence, he said, "Please treat Kendall well, Dylan. No

matter what you think, I truly wish you all the best. I hope you can grow old together and have… a baby soon."

The usual blessing was for the couple to be blessed with a son soon, but he did not say that.

All he could think about was the baby girl he drew.

He thought if Dylan and Kendall were to have a child, it would be that baby girl.

Suddenly, he wished they could instantly become parents now so that he could see the baby girl in real life. Would

she be as cute and fair as he imagined?

"Frank."

Dylan called out to him just as he turned to walk out of the office.

Frank looked back at him.

"Don't be too obsessed about this," he said with a rare sincere tone in his voice. "You will hurt yourself and the

people who care about you. Cherish the ones around you."

Frank was no fool. He soon understood what Dylan meant to say.

He was silent for a few minutes before replying, "Thank you for the reminder. Do remember to invite me to your

wedding."

When the baby girl was born, he wanted to be her godfather as well.

Still, he did not dare to voice that wish. He was afraid Dylan would send him flying out of the doors.

To his surprise, Dylan chuckled. "If you are willing to attend, we would surely invite you. However, you'd better not

come with empty hands. Remember to give us a big congratulatory gift."

"Of course," Frank replied with a smile.

"Now, scram!"

Frank was rendered speechless by that.

The change in Dylan's attitude was instantaneous.

With his pictures in hand, Frank left.

Frank stood at the doorway for a while, deep in thought. It was a few minutes later before he finally walked away

from the door to Dylan's office.

As he passed by a rubbish bin, he threw the remains of his paintings into the bin.

His family portrait... no longer contained Kendall and the baby.

On that day, Frank even went to Parker Corporation, but he did not enter the building nor disturb Kendall at all. He

merely sat in his car and stared at the building for a long time before telling his driver to head back home.

Nevertheless, the security guards at Parker Corporation were terrified.

They had thought he was there for one of his evil schemes.

Fortunately, he had only stayed for a while before leaving.

While he did not disturb Kendall, she soon knew about his visit.

Adam even called her into his office to ask about what was happening between her and Frank.

The intense interrogation made her face darken with confusion.

She looked at Adam and said with a sigh, "Daddy, nothing's going on between us, so what's there to settle?"

"He's constantly bothering you. If you don't settle this issue with him, what happened last time will only repeat itself.

If Master Dylan didn't apologize last time, and if he didn't go on a hunger strike for you so that Old Madam Coleman

would accept you, I would never have let you return to that family."

Adam still bore a grudge over how Tilly had chased Kendall out of the family.

Months ago, he didn't love this biological daughter of his that much. He merely felt guilty about her past

experiences. Back then, he still cared more about Kelly.

But their relationship had improved after Kendall's change.

Right now, he truly loved Kendall.

The daughter he had mistreated had been bullied by the Colemans. While everything was in the past now, Adam

was the kind to be once bitten, twice shy.

"Daddy, Frank merely stopped by outside of the building. He didn't come in or contact me. Everything between us

has been sorted out. I believe he has truly given up now."

The moment she returned from Eastfort, she had knocked on his door with Ronnie and the others. She wanted

justice for Dylan.

Everything she did was a stab to Frank's heart. After all the damage she had done to him, he would surely have

given up on her.

Moreover, Frank felt something more for Amelia.

One day, he would understand his feelings and give up on his obsession with her and the baby. He would focus on

his love for Amelia.

"I'm just worried for you. So many people have seen him. Who knows what they might say? You know full well how

possessive of a man Master Dylan is. The more rumors he hears, the more likely he'll be suspicious. There's also

Kelly… Oh, children are born to punish their parents. I'm constantly worried about you two."

Yet none of them were good at saving him from worry.

Kendall was all right.

Kelly's behavior, on the other hand, angered Adam, but he couldn't do much about it.

As the man who raised her, he was partly responsible for what she'd become.

Even now, he was still afraid of talking to the Woodses. He just felt so guilty.

The Woodses had raised Kendall to be a fine woman, but he failed to raise their daughter well. Until this day, Kelly

had yet to call her parents mom and dad.

"Listen to me, Daddy. Dylan has faith in me, and I have faith in him too. He has always been on my side when it

comes to Frank. Stop worrying so much over nothing. Just give it some time. Eventually, you'll understand that

Frank's pestering doesn't stem from his love for me."

"Then what else could it be?" he asked.

"You won't understand even if I tell you, so just wait and see. One day, you'll have your answer."

Amelia and Frank were people who were pining for each other. They would surely confess their feelings one day.

The question was who would make the first move.

Since Amelia was her dear friend, she was willing to wish them all the best in their future relationship.