Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 593

"I can't agree with her behavior."

As Emma was close friends with Kendall, she had heard a lot about Kelly. Still, she didn't have to look into it that

much as everyone in Orapolis knew of the fight between the biological and adopted daughters of the Parker Family.

Most people stood on Kendall's side as they thought it was a matter of fact that she would take over Parker

Corporation as the biological daughter unless she was incapable of doing so.

However, some could understand Kelly's actions as well. After all, she had been trained to be the heir in the past

two decades, but just as she was about to take over the company, she suddenly found out that she wasn't the

Parker Family's biological daughter. Who wouldn't try to grasp at straws if they were her? Nobody liked to have their

seat taken by someone else, after all.

"With you helping Kendall, I feel much more at ease. She used to hold her own training programs, and she'd make

some small trinkets to sell on the internet for some pocket change, so she doesn't know the risks of doing business."

"Kendall is actually really smart and a fast learner. Besides, Mr. Coleman often gives her advice and guides her too."

As the two chatted while they ate, Emma's mood changed for the better, and her appetite improved as well. In the

end, the two left the restaurant with full bellies.

"Why do I feel like we went to a buffet? Whenever someone goes to a buffet, they'd always eat more than usual to

get their money's worth and end up eating more than they can handle."

"Do you like buffets? I'll take you to a hotel buffet tomorrow."

Emma easily agreed.

After getting in the car, Roger asked, "Shall we watch a movie?"

Upon seeing her hesitating, he added considerately, "If you don't feel like watching, I'll take you home."

"Thanks."

At that moment, Emma only wanted to return to her home and take a good rest as a working elite like her was

normally swamped with work and barely had any time to rest. Now that she didn't have to work overtime for once,

she wanted to sleep early or look at some videos and watch the news to relax.

Roger smiled without saying anything and started the car, sending her home.

Half an hour later, they arrived. Emma said, "Thanks for taking me home, Roger."

Roger replied with a smile, "You don't have to be so courteous with me. Even if we can't become husband and wife

in the future, we're still friends. Besides, you're Kendall's friend, and I'm her brother, so you can drop the formalities

around me."

Emma smiled and exited the car with the bouquet he gifted her. After waving him goodbye, she headed into her

residential area with the bouquet in her arms. Roger watched her leave, and after her figure disappeared into the

night, he finally drove away.

Ten minutes later, Emma returned to find Toddy sitting by the entrance of her apartment, and there were even a

few bottles of wine next to him, two of which were empty.

"Toddy? Why are you here?"

Emma frowned. He'd drunk a lot again, but he didn't go to a bar today, knowing that she wouldn't come to pick him

up even if he got drunk, so he came to her house instead.

"Why did you come back so early from your date? Does he not meet your fancy, or do you not want to be with him

at all?"

He stood up and reached out to grab her shoulders, but she slapped his hand away. "How much did you drink? Are

you drunk again?"

His breath reeking of alcohol, Toddy lowered his head and looked at the empty bottles on the floor. "I thought that

you'd only come back after I finished all these bottles. I wanted to get drunk, but I couldn't."

Two bottles of wine were not enough to defeat him as he had a high tolerance as a result of years of dealing with

clients, and he would only get drunk if he drank a lot on an empty stomach.

He'd done so much for Dylan, but Dylan had transferred the woman he liked… No, Dylan was not wrong. He was

the one at fault for realizing it too late. If he had realized his feelings while Emma still liked him, they might have

already gotten married and she might even be pregnant with his child in her belly by now.

Toddy's gaze slid downward and fixed intently on her model-like figure without moving away.

Emma frowned and said indifferently, "Go back if you don't need anything. I'm going inside. Make way."

At that, she pulled out her keys and was about to open the door.

"Emma." Toddy extended a hand toward her once more, but she slapped it away again. Enraged, he strode forward

and forcibly pulled her into his embrace.

Although Emma did not have any prior training as Kendall did, she had been working for a few years with Dylan, so

she had a few tricks up her sleeve to deal with perverts. She bent her knee and sent it flying toward Toddy's

stomach, and as he jolted in pain, she stomped her foot on his feet before shoving him away.

Toddy was drunk, so his reaction was slower than usual, and he hadn't expected Emma to do this to him. After

taking a hit to his stomach, he winced in pain, and another burst of pain shot up from his foot upon being stepped

on viciously. Just like that, he stumbled backward as she shoved him hard and collapsed on the floor, even breaking

the unopened bottles of wine. As the wine poured out, the stench of alcohol grew even stronger.

"Emma…" he called out softly.

"Emma…" he called out softly.

However, Emma hurriedly opened the door and bolted inside.

Seeing that, Toddy ignored the aching from his stomach and foot and hurriedly crawled up to dash into the house

as well, but he was too late, for Emma had already closed the door. He even heard her turning the lock inside.

Standing by the entrance, Toddy knocked on the door relentlessly. "Emma, Emma!"

"Emma, let me in so we can have a talk, all right? I know you still think of me, and I know that I was a b*stard who

hurt you in the past. It's all my fault; I made a mistake, and I understand if you don't feel like forgiving me

immediately, but please don't avoid me, okay?"

Inside, Emma walked over and turned on the television before cranking the volume as loud as she could to reduce

the effect of Toddy's knocks on the door. After sitting on the couch for a few minutes, she stood up and headed to

her room to take a shower.

After knocking on the door for a long time, Toddy was still unable to force the door open. At that, he fished out his

phone to call Emma. Although the calls went through, she did not answer. Left with no other option, he began to

bombard her with messages, apologizing and confessing to her.

'Emma, since you won't let me in the house, I'll sleep in your doorway.'

After sending the last text, Toddy waited for a few more minutes, but he still didn't get a reply. Feeling extremely

bitter, he leaned against the door and sat down again, looking at the toppled bottles of wine. Unexpectedly, one of

them was unscathed, so he picked up the bottle that managed to survive and opened it before throwing his head

back and taking a big gulp. However, as he drank too quickly, coupled with the burning sensation of alcohol, he

choked on his drink and began to cough violently. It was only a long time later that he managed to stop.

He recalled the past when he had choked on alcohol, Emma would hurriedly pat his back and pour him a glass of

warm water so that he could relieve his throat. With how hard he was coughing now, he knew that she could hear

him from the inside, but she remained cruel and refused to come out to take a look at him. Did she really, truly, not

love him anymore?

"Emmo…" he colled out softly.

However, Emmo hurriedly opened the door ond bolted inside.

Seeing thot, Toddy ignored the oching from his stomoch ond foot ond hurriedly crowled up to dosh into the house

os well, but he wos too lote, for Emmo hod olreody closed the door. He even heord her turning the lock inside.

Stonding by the entronce, Toddy knocked on the door relentlessly. "Emmo, Emmo!"

"Emmo, let me in so we con hove o tolk, oll right? I know you still think of me, ond I know thot I wos o b*stord who

hurt you in the post. It's oll my foult; I mode o mistoke, ond I understond if you don't feel like forgiving me

immediotely, but pleose don't ovoid me, okoy?"

Inside, Emmo wolked over ond turned on the television before cronking the volume os loud os she could to reduce

the effect of Toddy's knocks on the door. After sitting on the couch for o few minutes, she stood up ond heoded to

her room to toke o shower.

After knocking on the door for o long time, Toddy wos still unoble to force the door open. At thot, he fished out his

phone to coll Emmo. Although the colls went through, she did not onswer. Left with no other option, he begon to

bombord her with messoges, opologizing ond confessing to her.

'Emmo, since you won't let me in the house, I'll sleep in your doorwoy.'

After sending the lost text, Toddy woited for o few more minutes, but he still didn't get o reply. Feeling extremely

bitter, he leoned ogoinst the door ond sot down ogoin, looking ot the toppled bottles of wine. Unexpectedly, one of

them wos unscothed, so he picked up the bottle thot monoged to survive ond opened it before throwing his heod

bock ond toking o big gulp. However, os he dronk too quickly, coupled with the burning sensotion of olcohol, he

choked on his drink ond begon to cough violently. It wos only o long time loter thot he monoged to stop.

He recolled the post when he hod choked on olcohol, Emmo would hurriedly pot his bock ond pour him o gloss of

worm woter so thot he could relieve his throot. With how hord he wos coughing now, he knew thot she could heor

him from the inside, but she remoined cruel ond refused to come out to toke o look ot him. Did she reolly, truly, not

love him onymore?