Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 95

Tilly expressed her thoughts so intimidatingly that it sounded like a threat. "Kendall has been away for most of the time these two days. What's she been doing? Tell her to see me when she is back in the afternoon later. I'll talk to her myself." After all, the old lady wasn't about to let her grandson change his mind about undergoing physiotherapy, considering what it took for Dylan to finally accept that.

"S-Sure," Amos replied, wondering whether Dylan would really get on the wrong side of his grandmother for Kendall. Deep down, he hoped Dylan wouldn't blame him for running his mouth off.

"Is there anything else?"

"No."

"Good. Go ahead and make the call."

"Of course," Amos politely responded with an affirmative hum and excused himself silently.

As soon as the butler was gone, Tilly stood up and entered the area where a portrait of her late husband was kept for everyone else in the family to pay their respect to. While staring at her late husband's portrait for a few moments, she broke the silence and mentioned, "Honey, our elder grandson, Dylan, has finally decided to accept his physiotherapy treatment. This is all thanks to you, but please continue to watch over him and see that he recovers from his current state. I hope he'll be able to walk again and be a real man for his wife." Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

While Tilly was happy that Dylan was willing to undergo his physiotherapy, she seemed to be bothered

by his infertility. After all, she and her late husband had dedicated their lives to nurturing and educating their heir, Dylan, who successfully took over Coleman Empire Holdings when he came of age, which was something she and her deceased husband couldn't feel prouder of.

Already an established corporation, Coleman Empire Holdings grew bigger and bigger in scale under Dylan's leadership as it became one of the strongest companies in the era. Therefore, Tilly could never accept the fact that her brilliant grandson couldn't pass down his superior genes to his child.

On the other hand, Kendall woke up from a catnap on a lazy afternoon and realized she was running late upon taking a look at the time. Anxious, she hastily sprang off her bed and rushed out of the room, only to hear a bitter voice that made her stop in her tracks. "Kendall, are you going to just leave me behind like that after you slept with me?"

Kendall looked back and gave the man a flattering smile. "Oh, please, Dylan. I'm running late and today is my first day of work. So, I really have to get going now. If you're still sleepy, why don't you nap longer?”

Dylan sat up straight and struggled to stand on his feet by propping his body with his hands on the headboard as he looked like he wanted to go somewhere. With his wheelchair in the living room, he could never make it there by himself, so she had no choice but to return and help him up.

Despite her concern about running late for work, she couldn't just leave him behind and risk him hurting himself. After all, she was afraid that the Coleman Family would come after her if he tripped or slipped, not to mention the fact that her conscience would blame it on her.

"I called your company and applied for a 10-minute leave on your behalf."

Thinking there were still ten minutes until her working hours began, Kendall believed she should be able to arrive on time with an additional ten more minutes. "D-Did you really apply for a leave for me?"

"Yup, I talked to Dad."

For some reason, the way Dylan referred to her father as 'Dad' didn't sit well with Kendall. "What was the reason you gave him?"

"Did I need to give one?" Dylan responded with a rhetorical question in a domineering manner. When he called his father-in-law earlier, Adam didn't even bother to ask him for a reason before permitting the leave.

Therefore, Kendall was speechless at the thought of her father's fear for Dylan.

After helping Dylan make it out of the bedroom, she carefully walked him to the wheelchair and wheeled him out the door. Despite the 10-minute leave that she had been granted, she was still concerned about the limited time she had. Furthermore, she was aware that Dylan had his own work to do as well.

Since they were in a hurry, neither of them said a single word to each other when Kendall was wheeling Dylan out of the house. While Dylan was a man of few words, Kendall was always the one who started the conversation between them. If she didn't do that, he would just remain silent without speaking a single word. For that, she always complained about his blasé nature that was capable of turning anyone who was chatting with him off.

When they got to their car at Parker Corporation, Kendall opened the car door and was about to take

off running, but it was then that she heard Dylan's cold voice again. "Kendall, are you going to just run off like that?"

Um? Finding his behavior a little strange after his nap, she preferred watching the man's adorable look in his sleep. Soon, she tilted her head, as if she was hoaxing a kid. "Dylan, I'm really going to be late, but I promise I'll keep you company over the weekend, which is tomorrow. So, be a good boy, would you? Here, let me kiss you." She then cupped his face and kissed his cheek before releasing him and running into the building.

Seeing her sprint like an athlete, Dylan smiled in amusement and murmured, "If there was an earthquake, she would probably be the fastest woman alive." However, no one else dared to respond to his words because none of them was allowed to make jokes with Kendall, except for Dylan himself. Although he might look like he always liked to bully Kendall, they all knew that the man would surely let no one who disrespected his wife go unpunished.

It was only until Kendall disappeared from sight that Dylan instructed his driver to hit the road.

Meanwhile, Kendall spent her entire afternoon focusing on her job. After getting comfortable with her duties, she was now able to concentrate better and learn productively. Whenever she came across anything she wasn't sure about, she would either consult her father or speak to Jessie.

Later that evening, everyone else left the office, but Kendall stayed behind to finish her work. Since the next day was the weekend, there were also a few other employees who decided to work overtime after dinner to complete their unfinished tasks, in order to enjoy a relaxing weekend.

Without anyone to talk to, Kendall soon began to feel sleepy as she carried on with her work. When she looked at the time, she realized it was already past 9.00PM. "Oh, gosh. It's getting late now," she

murmured to herself. "Why didn't anybody tell me that? Wait! Dylan!"

Knowing that Dylan rarely entertained his clients, Kendall was even more convinced that he wouldn't do that due to his condition after the accident. Thus, she believed he should be home by dusk every day after work. I bet he should be home at this hour. She then packed her belongings and grabbed her purse, whereupon she scurried out of her office and made her way toward the elevator.

When Kendall exited the building, she noticed several eye-catching luxury cars pulled up outside the company's entrance. While those vehicles had turned many heads, one of the members from the top management immediately recognized Dylan's car among the motorcade, judging from its unique license plate that was widely known across Orapolis. As she got closer, it became clear to her that those cars belonged to her husband's motorcade. Stunned, she instantly picked up her pace and rushed out of the building.

In the meantime, every other employee only watched in speechlessness, but before they realized it, Kendall was already far from them. Looking at her desperate reaction, they all criticized her for jeopardizing her own reputation as the Parker Family's daughter. Then, they compared her to Kelly, whom they thought was calmer and more mature, thinking she would have walked slowly toward Dylan's car if she was in Kendall's place.

Deep down, they all looked down upon Kendall because of her lowly origin from a rural village and reckoned she was nowhere near her older sister, Kelly. In fact, a lot of people in the company naturally liked to compare the sisters. In their eyes, Kelly was a young, capable and beautiful lady who was admired by many men in the company.

Although some of her admirers mustered their courage to confess their feelings for her, she turned them down because of her strict principle against any relationship at her workplace; on the other hand,

Kendall only had eyes for her own husband without any concern about her own reputation. After all, she couldn't care less about other people's opinions, thinking there was nothing she could do with how she had been labeled anyway.

"Dylan." Kendall stood in front of Dylan's car and knocked on the window.

Later that evening, everyone else left the office, but Kendall stayed behind to finish her work. Since the next day was the weekend, there were also a few other employees who decided to work overtime after dinner to complete their unfinished tasks, in order to enjoy a relaxing weekend.