Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Dylan's body stiffened.

Looking at the couple, Amos sighed inwardly at their lover's quarrel before he quietly backed out.

"There's nothing between Frank and me. If anything, I had a daughter with him in my dream…"

"Kendall, you're my wife!"

"Yes, yes, Dylan, I'm your wife. I said, it was a dream. In fact, the first time I met President Mendelson was in the hospital when I went to see my mother and accidentally bumped into him. In reality, I really have nothing to do with him." Kendall said, "Surprisingly, President Mendelson said that he kept having a dream about the child that I had with him, but he didn't know if it was a son or a daughter, so after seeing me, he started to ask me if I gave birth to a son or a daughter, and questioned me where I hid the baby... Since when did I have a child? However, he didn't believe me. Later, he asked a doctor to do an examination for me and determined that I was still a virgin and it was impossible for me to have children, so he didn't bother me anymore."

Dylan frowned in deep thought. "He's having dreams too?" Why was such a strange thing happening to him and Frank at the same time? He was constantly being pestered by a dream, and so was Frank.

Kendall jolted. "Too?" Did he have dreams often as well?

"Did you have a daughter with Frank?"

"Dylan, that was just a tortuous and bizarre dream I had. It's not true. I'm still an innocent girl, and I haven't even tasted a man, let alone had a baby."

Dylan chided, "...You're still as shameless as ever!"

Kendall's face turned red. "Well, I'm telling the truth."

In her previous life, she became a real woman, but she couldn't recall a single memory of that chaotic night, only that when she woke up the next day, her whole body ached as if she had been run over by a car. That day, she lay in bed all day before she recovered. After marrying Jackson, he never touched her. In addition, she was pregnant. Hence, she really had no impression of intimate relationships and didn't know what it was like. In this life, she was still a virgin, which made her even more clueless.

Dylan gently touched her face and said in a low voice, "Frank and I have known each other since we were children. We've been fighting since we were young because he has always wanted to pick a fight with me. I know him very well. He has a stubborn personality, and if he wants something, he will do anything to get it."



Just like how even after he had fought and lost to him for more than twenty years, Frank still didn't give up and looked for every opportunity to sink him to the ground.

"He also had head surgery before, so he might suspect that the dream he had was true, but he has amnesia and forgot part of it. Even if he asks a doctor to check your body, he still thinks you are all lying to him and that his dream is from his lost memory."

Kendall was stunned. Dylan really did know Frank well as that was what he had thought.

His thin fingers were still gently touching her face and his eyes were tender as his low voice sounded. "If he thinks you've given birth to his child, he'll slowly trap you in and then force you to hand over the child. If you can't hand him anything, he will make you have one with him."

Kendall said, "...But I don't like him. Why would I have children with him?"

Dylan sneered. "He will use any means necessary to get what he wants. If you hadn't come to me, you might have been imprisoned by his side and forced to give birth to his child by now."

Kendall gaped at him. Would Frank force himself on a woman?

"He isn't interested in other women, but he'll get the woman he is interested in, even if he has to force himself on them. So..." Dylan said quietly into her ear, "Stay away from Frank. I don't want to get cheated on. Also, block his phone number and stop answering his calls."

Kendall hurriedly nodded and quickly took out her phone to block Frank's number. When Dylan saw that she had finished, a cunning light flashed in his eyes. He knew how to destroy someone too!

"Dylan, what if I bump into him by accident?"

Dylan asked coldly, "Do you still need me to tell you?"

Kendall smiled awkwardly. Should they get into a fight, she most probably couldn't beat Frank. After all, he had a lot of bodyguards. If it was her against one or two opponents, she might still be able to tie the match, but she had no chance of winning against a group of people.

"Kendall, you're a very smart woman. Don't play dumb in front of me."

Dylan pinched her face lightly. When she faced him, he suddenly pressed her down on the ground, covering her with his strong body and overbearingly seizing her lips. This was a punishing and possessive kiss, and he was not gentle at all. She felt like a dog was biting her. It took a while before he let go of her and stood up by himself.

Kendall lay on the ground and calmed herself before she turned over and stood up as well. She touched her bitten and bleeding lip and said to him, "You always say that I am a dog, but you're the dog instead."

"I'm a male and you're a female. We can make a pack of babies."

Kendall nearly bit on her tongue. "Dylan, do you really think of yourself as a dog? What do you mean make a pack of babies? Can you do that?"

Dylan flicked her forehead, making her head ache with pain. "Let's go."

"Where?"

He glared at her. "Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm starving."

"Then why are you asking me where we're going?"

Kendall grinned and helped him back in the wheelchair before wheeling him out.

Just like that, their relationship that had sunk into chaos returned to smooth sailing. Life was like the ocean. It could be calm at times, but turbulent at the other.

…

At the Mendelson Residence, Frank tossed his phone on the coffee table when he hadn't received Kendall's reply after waiting for a long time. Just then, a bodyguard walked in.

"Master."

Frank raised his head, and the bodyguard said respectfully, "The daughter of the Taylor Family secretly took a photo of you and spread it around, Master."

"Amelia?" Frank muttered.

Amelia was a good friend of Kendall. When Kendall first entered high society, she was shunned everywhere and was often ridiculed. Only Amelia treated her sincerely, and the two became friends. Frank had no impression of Amelia, only that she had a quirk—she liked to collect photos of handsome men.

"When did she take a picture of me?"

Frank didn't even realize it. I gotta give it to her and her ability to secretly take pictures. What a huge loss to the private detective industry that she didn't become one.

"Two days ago."

"Where is Amelia now?"

"At the Taylor Residence."

A cunning light flickered in Frank's large eyes, and he coldly ordered, "Go to the Taylor Residence and invite Amelia over. Remember, you have to get all my photos back."

If Amelia fell into his hands, he needed not worry that Kendall wouldn't come to him. Kendall, don't blame me for being so insidious. I just want my baby back…