Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172

On the other hand, Kendall didn't know that the Zorn siblings were discussing how to retaliate against her. After dinner with Dylan, she pushed him outside to relax, planning to watch the sunset for a while before coming back for rehabilitation.

As soon as the couple walked out of the mansion, they bumped into Laura. She parked her car on the side of the road and took her bag before she walked toward them in high heels.

"Master Dylan." Laura's lips raised into a smile, and when she approached, she nodded politely to Kendall. "Miss Kendall."

"President Evans." Kendall returned her smile, guessing the purpose of her visit. She said embarrassedly, "President Evans, I'm sorry, I forgot about our arrangement."

Laura looked at Dylan. Seeing his expression didn't change, she smiled and said, "You must be busy as well, Miss Kendall, so it's normal that you forgot. I just happened to be free now, so I came over. Master Dylan, are you going for a walk?" she asked.

Dylan hummed indifferently. "But since you're here, let's go inside."

Laura felt flattered that he didn't make her wait or waste her time. "Thank you, Master Dylan."

With that, Kendall pushed Dylan back inside. Half an hour later, she asked, "President Evans, what would you like to drink?"

Laura replied with a smile, "I've been feeling hot lately. Can you give me a glass of pear juice? It'd be better if it were iced."

"All right, President Evans. You can talk to Master Dylan while I make some pear juice for you."

Saying that, Kendall walked away to look for Amos. She lowered her voice and asked, "Does the main kitchen have any pears?"

There were fruits at Dylan's residence, but they were all high-end imported fruits. Kendall had never expected Laura to actually ask for a glass of pear juice, and she didn't know if she really did feel hot or was deliberately trying to embarrass her.

Amos replied, "Yes, there's everything in the main kitchen, Young Mistress Kendall. Although you and Young Master Dylan don't eat pears, the rest of us do. The main kitchen is responsible for the food of everyone in the Coleman Mansion."

The staff's food standards were different from the masters, but they had fruits after dinner every day, and the fruits were of course ordinary seasonal fruits.

"Amos, please go and bring back a few iced pears for me. I'll make a fresh glass of pear juice for President Evans."

She wanted to try the drink too. Back then, she used to like making her own fruit juice to drink.

Amos hummed in reply. "I'll call them and ask them to send it over. It'll be faster that way."



Saying that, he went to make a call to the main kitchen.

The Coleman Mansion's staff were very efficient, and it only took a few minutes after Kendall went to look for Amos for the main kitchen to send a few iced pears over, which she used to make a total of three cups of pear juice.

"President Evans." She first gave Laura a cup, and when Laura took it, she gave the second cup to Dylan, and finally herself.

Laura took two sips of the pear juice with a straw. "It's freshly squeezed. It's very delicious."

Kendall smiled. Seeing that Dylan only looked at the glass of pear juice and didn't mean to drink it, Kendall guessed that this spoiled man had never drank pear juice in his life.

"Miss Kendall, Master Dylan ordered me to help you design forty sets of daily clothes. I don't know what style you like, so you can tell me your preferences. In a few days, I'll show you the design sketches, and if there aren't any problems, I can start making the outfits."

"President Evans, I wouldn't ask for much. As long as they aren't revealing, it's fine. I believe in you. You can make the clothes according to my size, and no matter what style you choose, I'll like it."

Laura's usual style was luxurious, so Kendall believed that she would not mess around with her clothes. She didn't have many preferences for her clothes anyway.

"It should be simple and not too complicated. Don't show any skin below the neck. During the summer, she likes to wear cropped pants." Kendall did not make a request, but Dylan did instead. After listening to his words, Kendall glanced at him, surprised that he actually noticed that she liked to wear cropped pants.

"All right, I understand. Do you need a few skirts, Miss Kendall?"

"I don't," Kendall immediately refused. She walked quickly, and she felt like wearing a skirt would limit her large strides. Besides, if someone bullied her and she was forced to fight back, it would be inconvenient to fight in a skirt.

Dylan said in a deep voice, "Design five skirts for every season. Make them slim-fitting and long."

Kendall instinctively said, "Master Dylan, I don't like slim-fitting and long skirts."

If she really had to wear a skirt, she'd rather wear loose ones, or culottes. That was right, culottes.

"Master Dylan, I want culottes." They would look like a skirt when she wore them, and if anything happened, they wouldn't get in the way of her escape either.

Dylan stared at her steadily for a long time before he said to Laura, "You can make culottes for autumn and summer, and slim-fitting long skirts for the other two seasons. Thanks, Laura."

Kendall gaped, but said nothing in the end. She decided to just follow his wishes lest he got angry.

Laura smiled and replied, "You're welcome. It's my honor to work for you, Master Dylan."

After witnessing the couple's exchange, Laura felt shocked and jealous. Dylan's treatment of Kendall was so special that she suspected that they were married.

"Miss Kendall, I'll help you take your measurements."

"All right."

As Laura quickly helped Kendall take her measurements, Dylan glanced at the sizes she had written down and memorized them. He had to get someone to contact a well-known designer from abroad to make a wedding dress for Kendall. When he could walk like a normal person again, he would give her a grand wedding, so her wedding dress would obviously have to be the best.

Laura was well-known within the country, especially in Orapolis, but she was not as famous as the professional designers from abroad, so he decided not to leave the task of designing the wedding dress to her. Besides, he had not made any arrangements yet, and he did not plan to announce his relationship with Kendall to the outside world for the time being. If he let Laura design a wedding dress for her, putting other people aside, Yasmine would definitely be the first to know. With Yasmine's personality, she would never let Kendall get away with it. He then looked at his adorable wife intently. For now, this girl still has to live under my protection.

Meanwhile, Kendall and Laura didn't know each other that well, so they didn't have much to talk about, while Dylan was a taciturn person who only occasionally hummed in reply when Laura spoke to him. Laura, who felt a little embarrassed, could only reluctantly leave the mansion and remind herself that it wasn't going to work with him. Only in this way could she manage to walk away.

As soon as she left, Kendall glanced at her husband. Because of her expression, Dylan couldn't help but flick her forehead. "What's with that look?"

"Dylan, you're so lucky. President Evans likes you, right? Not only that, but she likes you a lot."

Dylan shot her a look. "Are you jealous?"

"I don't get jealous. There are too many women who like you, and if I got jealous of all of them, I wouldn't be able to handle it."

Kendall was open-minded. No matter how many women liked Dylan, she was now his wife, so they should be getting jealous of her instead, not the other way around.