Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 187

"Tell me what you did this morning. Did you do what I told you not to? You said that I'm your husband

and you're minding my business for my health. Just the same, for your safety, I have to keep you in

check as I'm your husband. How many times have I told you that you're not allowed to drive? You were

speeding again. It felt good, didn't it?"

Kendall was quiet as she wondered if her husband had the all-seeing eye or supersonic hearing. How

did he find out that she was speeding again?

Of course it feels good to speed, she thought, but didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Master Dylan," she called in a soft, gentle tone.

"It's useless even if you call me your grandpa."

"My grandpa has passed away for many years. I don't want to call you that because I want you to live a

long life so you won't go so quickly to join him."

Dylan didn't know whether he should laugh or cry at her answer, thinking that she had a really glib

tongue.

"My men were following Yasmin Zorn."

Startled, she moved out of his embrace and wore a stony expression on her petite face. With her

almond-shaped eyes as big as golf balls and filled with jealousy, she questioned him, "Dylan Coleman,

did you send men to follow Yasmin Zorn to protect her? I'm your wife, so why didn't you send someone

to protect me instead? I get it now. In the past, you were interested in her, but you had an accident

before you could confess your feelings for her. After that, because you didn't want to drag her down,

you ignored her completely in order to force her to give up on you. Am I right? You're the type of person

who likes to make arrangements in the dark. That must have been the case. Say something, Dylan! I

don't care who you loved before this, but you have to stay faithful to me after we're married because I

will definitely not share a man with another woman. I find it disgusting!"

Dylan waited until she was finished lashing out at himself before saying helplessly, "Can't you let me

finish before you get jealous? You're like the green-eyed monster now."

Of course, he was delighted that she was jealous because it meant that she cared about him.

In a huff, Kendall snapped, "Fine, tell me. I would like to hear how you're going to explain yourself."

It was not surprising how he found out that she was speeding. His men were watching over Yasmin,

and she was chasing after her all the way.

"I did it for you." Gently, he explained it to her, "Yasmin is too bossy, and she's used to being arrogant.

She must have found out that I asked Laura to design clothes for you, hasn't she? And she went to

mess with you, right? I was afraid that she'd harm you, and that was why I sent someone to follow her.

As to why I didn't send anyone to follow you, that's because I didn't want you to get the wrong idea and

think that I was keeping a surveillance on you. If I wanted to know what you're doing everyday, I can

find out easily, but I didn't do that because I know that you don't like it. So, I respect you and give you

lots of freedom."

In an instant, all of Kendall's anger dispersed.

If Dylan really arranged someone to follow her, she would feel that he was watching her and wouldn't

feel free at all, and she had to admit that he really knew her very well. In addition, he was very

considerate and understanding.

"Alright, I've made myself clear. So tell me now: How should I punish you?" The next second, he

changed his tone and sounded very strict.

"How about writing a ten-thousand-word apology?"

"Have you handed in the one from the last time?"

"I-I'll hand in two pieces this time, okay?"

Helpless against her, he pulled her back into his arms again and said dotingly, "Promise me, Kendall—

don't speed again. There's no room for regrets if something really happened. Let the driver drop you off

anywhere you want to go. I'll ask Amos to hire a driver who is always on standby for you. Anytime you

step out of the company, the car will be waiting for you."

"Okay." She agreed. "I'm sorry, Master Dylan. I didn't mean to do this, but I just couldn't help it."

To that, Dylan could understand because he would take his car for a ride in the suburbs once in a while

before he was paralyzed.

"Master Dylan."

"Yes?"

"I offended two people today. What should I do?"

Snuggling in his arms, Kendall took in the sweet scent of him and listened to the steady beating of his

heart, looking as though she had caused a big trouble.

"Who did you offend? Yasmin? Didn't you already offend her a long time ago?"

"There's also Krystal Caddel," she answered and told him everything that had happened.

"I'm not the troublemaker, but they're too much of a bully, and Yasmin keeps messing with me. Master

Dylan, this is all your fault. If it weren't because you're too outstanding and have so many girls head

over heels in love with you, they wouldn't have made things difficult for me. Yasmin is too much as well.

She doesn't even want… She already gave up on you, but she doesn't allow other girls to be close with

you."

Chuckling, he said, "Okay, it's my fault. I'm the one who got my wife into trouble. Please forgive me,

wifey."

"Master Dylan, will you call me wifey a few more times?"

It feels so sweet! she thought.

And Dylan didn't disappoint her, either. In his deep, husky voice, he called her 'wifey' several times,

which made her smile as bright as the sun outside; like a ray of light, it brightened up his entire world.

"Kendall, no matter if it's Krystal or Yasmin, you don't have to be afraid of them. Don't mess with others

unless they do so to you first. If they mess with you, just retaliate as you wish, and even if the sky falls,

I'll hold it up for you. Remember, you're my wife, and only others are afraid of you, not the other way

round."

With a grin, she said, "Master Dylan, you'll spoil me rotten like this. I'll be so spoiled that I'll be out of

control and offend people wherever I go. At that time, you'll be so annoyed with cleaning after my

mess."

He lowered his head and captured a kiss before muttering next to her lips, "I like to spoil you, and I'll

spoil you rotten to the point that only I can tolerate and accept you. That way, you'll be mine forever."

"Don't worry. In this life, I won't leave if you don't send me away. But even if you do, I won't leave

because I've decided to cling on to you!"

As he chuckled, he said, "I know you're stuck to me. The second you woke up, you forced me to marry

you. Kendall, what gave you the courage to say such brazen things to me?"

Either he married her, or she was going to marry him!

But why did he agree in the end?

Thinking about it, he thought that perhaps it was the dominant air about her at that time that made him

look at her in a new light. After that, he said yes, but of course, he also wanted to change her.

Looking back at their journey along the way, he couldn't help but smirk secretly because it was a slap in

his own face.

He was used to being in charge of everything, and he thought that he could, but who knew that he

would lose in Kendall's hands.

"Kendall, you don't have to compromise on yourself, alright? Regardless of who it is and what's their

background, there's no one I can't take care of. So, you don't have to compromise out of consideration

for others."

Lifting her chin, she squinted her eyes and spoke lightly as she extended her invite embarrassedly.

"Hubby, I'm so touched that I want to kiss you."

Without a word, he instantly closed up the distance between them as their lips met. Even though this

wasn't the first time they kissed, every time they did, it still sent a flutter through his heart, and he

absolutely loved it when they were engaged in a passionate kiss.

When the kiss ended, his slender fingers were still lingering on her shimmering lips as adoration

poured out of his eyes.

"Hubby, I think I'm in love with you," she whispered breathlessly.