Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 168

Chapter 168

"How wonderful it is to count money until you're tired," Dylan said in a low voice again.

Kendall was taken aback. So he was manually creating a moment of happiness for her. Moved, she said, "Dylan, even if you don't give me allowance and make me count the wads of cash until I'm tired, I'm plenty happy that I was able to marry you in this life."

Dylan's expression softened.

"Dylan, did you give me the cats and dogs outside? I will send them to Pet Palace in a while, and I will never let them affect you. I promise that I'll pick up all the cat and dog fur that fell off too."

"You can only visit them during the weekends."

Kendall understood the meaning of his words instantly. She stopped counting the money, turned around, and plunged into his arms, then put her arms around his neck again and looked at him flirtatiously, causing Dylan's eyes to darken as he wrapped his arms around her slender waist without a moment of hesitation.

"Darling." Kendall's voice was sweet and soft, and Dylan felt a wave of comfort rush over him as she called out to him sweetly.

"No matter what, you'll always be my number one," she promised.

Dylan only looked at her and didn't speak. Kendall felt that it was a waste not to kiss such a beautiful man when he was not only in front of her, but also belonged to her, so she quickly stole his thin lips and seduced him to share her passion. Dylan calmly let her do her thing, and just as she thought she was going to fail, he suddenly became proactive and kissed her out of breath before he let her go.

"Dy…" Kendall was mumbling something.

Dylan took her hairpin out and looked at it. He thought it looked bland, so he threw it on the table and said indifferently, "I'll ask someone to send two dozen hairpins over, so you don't have to use this anymore."

"I bought it last time and I've been using it because it hasn't broken yet. In fact, my mother gave me a lot of new hairpins."

After he yanked off her hairpin, her hair cascaded down her shoulders, adding to her beauty. Dylan combed his fingers through her hair. "You're an old-fashioned person."

She was kind and affectionate to the Woods Family.

"How is Sally's injury?" Dylan considered making some time out to take some gifts and visit Sally at the hospital. After all, she was the person who raised his woman.

"She's much better now. She only had an accident this time because she wanted to see Kelly. She's her biological daughter anyway." Kendall's words sounded a little sour.



Thinking of what Nelson said, she couldn't get jealous either. It wasn't that Sally didn't care about her anymore, but her birth mother didn't want the Woods Family to contact her again… One was her birth mother while the other was her adoptive mother, and both of them were her mothers, so how could she not contact the Woods Family? At any rate, Kendall felt that she should have a good chat with her birth mother.

Dylan pressed her head against his chest, enjoying the feeling of her body filling his arms. Taking out his cell phone, he called Amos. After Amos answered the call, he ordered in a low voice, "Go to the main warehouse to get two dozen hairpins and tell the management of the warehouse that this is for Young Mistress Kendall, so they don't need to make a register for it."

This meant that she didn't have to return it after she had used it.

Once he had given the orders, the woman in his arms raised her head to look at him, her big bright eyes full of questions. "Main warehouse? Register?"

Dylan kissed the top of her hair and explained gently, "There are many kinds of precious things in our family's main warehouse, so there's someone in charge of managing it. If any of the women in our family needs to attend a banquet, they can choose whichever jewelry they want to wear from there, but they have to register when they wear it and return the jewelry afterward."

Kendall was speechless. The Coleman Family really did have a lot of rules in place. Thinking that Dylan emphasized to everyone that she didn't need to abide by the rules of the Coleman Family, Kendall was filled with happiness again. Although the two of them could not consummate their marriage, she was spiritually satisfied. With such a husband, she would even be willing to be widowed for the rest of her life.

"Thank you, darling." Kendall thanked him earnestly, "You're too kind to me."

"You're my wife. If I'm not kind to you, who else would I be kind to? Later, tell me honestly how much wine you drank at noon, and write a self-reflection for me."

Really, Dylan? Pulling the carrot-and-stick trick on me? Kendall thought. She mumbled in a small voice, "I can't avoid drinking when socializing, can I? Besides, I didn't drink much, and I didn't get drunk anyway."

When he looked at her intently, she surrendered. "Fine, fine, I'll write a love letter—I mean, a self-reflection, and I won't repeat any of the contents."

Only then did Dylan let her go. "Finish counting your allowance, then we'll go for dinner. Come and accompany me for my rehabilitation later."

For her sake, he had to step up his time for rehabilitation and strive to stand up as soon as possible. Then, the first thing he would do was gobble her up! After her endless flirting, Dylan had already become a starved wolf. No woman had ever been able to evoke his true nature. Thinking of the faceless woman in his dream, Dylan couldn't help but recall Amos' words. Could the woman in my dreams be Kendall? Is that why I've fallen for her so deeply in just a month?

"All right." Kendall began happily counting the money until she got tired. "It's a waste to spend such new bills."

"If you can't finish spending it today, I'll double the amount tomorrow. You're not allowed to deposit it in a bank." Dylan said assertively, "I have so much money that I'd need a few lifetimes to finish it all. From now on, your mission is to help me spend all my money."

"Darling, if you treat me so kindly, I'm afraid I'll die early at the hands of your admirers."

For example, Yasmine had to be eager to rip her apart now. Kendall did not tattle on Yasmine to Dylan because she was her love rival as a wife, and she could handle it herself without his help. All she had to know was that Dylan was not interested in other women.

"Are you scared?" Dylan asked her in a low voice.

Kendall chuckled. "Scared? I don't think I know that word. If they dare to come after me, I'll just fight them off. What should I be scared of?"

"How savage." But he liked it.

"I don't want to be savage either. Actually, I'm very gentle, but it's just my instincts as someone who practices martial arts, all right?" If anything happened, she could just react instinctively.

"Dylan, when you're done with rehabilitation, can we go to the night market? Otherwise, how am I going to finish spending the allowance you gave me?"

Dylan fell silent. Ever since he became disabled, he rarely went out at night. Yasmine's birthday party was the first time he made a public appearance at night after he was disabled, so it caused a huge commotion.

Kendall quickly realized this as well, and she turned around and held his hand, saying seriously, "Dylan, don't pay attention to others' sympathy. You're no worse than a standing person."