Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 239

Chapter 238

Dylan didn't expect that Kendall had slapped Krystal in order to defend him. He watched Kendall quietly for a while, then took her hand with his, inspecting her palm.

"Dylan, even though I slapped her really harshly, I'm fine. My palms did hurt a little at the time, but I'm fine now. It's not even red now," Kendall reassured. She didn't think that she was a spoiled princess.

"What did she say about me that made you so angry?" Seeing that her hand was fine, Dylan put down her hand and asked.

"She said that you were crippled and that you were an eunuch. How could I not be mad? I didn't cut her tongue off only because I was scared that I'd go to jail for breaking the law. After all, it's not quite worth it to go to jail for someone like her."

Dylan's expression remained unchanged. No one dared to insult him to his face, but countless people called him names behind his back. He knew very well that he was not a kind person in the hearts of the people of Orapolis.

"It's not like I would lose anything just because she insulted me a little. You really don't have to land yourself in jail for someone like that."

Dylan had been in the business world for many years, and although he was ruthless, he did not break any laws. One of the family rules left by the ancestors of the Coleman Family was that future generations were not allowed to commit crimes. Should anyone break the law, they would be expelled from the Coleman Family and would no longer receive their protection. The same was true with business. He had to conduct business morally and legally. He shouldn't challenge the law by relying on his power. After all, everyone was equal before the law.

"No, I can't let anyone insult you. I don't even have the heart to say anything about you myself," Kendall said bossily. "If Frank insults you, I'll take him on too."

Dylan's eyes flashed as he asked her in a low voice, "Did you get into a fight with Frank in the morning because he insulted me?"

"At first, it wasn't, but it was after that."

Dylan didn't know what to say. He was happy that his beloved wife defended him so much. For a weak woman like Krystal, Kendall would definitely have the upper hand, but when it came to someone like Frank, Kendall was at a disadvantage even if she tried her best. If Frank hadn't had special feelings toward Kendall and hadn't been tolerant of everything she did, things would've definitely not ended well for her that morning.

The fact that the woman he loved the most was being spoiled by his rival as well made him feel conflicted, and even his gaze turned troubled as he looked at Kendall.

A long while later, he reached out and brought her into his arms, saying in a loving, pitiful yet exasperated tone, "When you see Frank next time, don't go head-to-head with him, and you don't have to fight him for me. You aren't his opponent at all."

"But, I don't want to hear them insulting you. No matter what happens to you, you'll always be the most perfect man on earth to me."

Dylan laughed. "I don't mind at all. You know that my reputation has never been good in the first place. It doesn't hurt me at all to be insulted by others, and it's not worth fighting people for. Kendall, I just want you to be safe. As long as you're fine, nothing else matters."

Not wanting him to worry, Kendall replied meekly, "Then I'll listen to you. I'll try not to go against Frank in the future."

Though she acted docile, with Dylan's understanding of her, the next time she encountered something like this, she would still insist on defending him. In the past, he had always been the one to protect others, but she was the only one who protected him. Even if she wasn't a match for the other party, she would still desperately do her best to defend him. How would he not worry about his wife when she was like this?

Soon, they reached Dynasty Hotel. If Dylan was by himself, he usually took a secret passage and went directly to the top floor. However, when he came with Kendall, he wanted to enter the hotel from the main entrance to show off their affection. He actually liked to flaunt that he had a beautiful wife, but as he had always been discreet, no one noticed it.

Kendall pushed Dylan on his wheelchair while he helped her hold the bouquet of flowers. Even without their jaw-dropping looks, the bouquet of flowers alone was eye-catching enough. As they walked in, everyone surrounding them turned to look at the couple, and those from foreign countries lamented that they were truly a perfect match. Even if the man was sitting in a wheelchair, it did not affect the innate air of elegance that he carried around him.

In Orapolis, anyone who was a patron of Dynasty Hotel would definitely be a person of some importance, so they naturally recognized the couple. After all, one of them was the current President of Coleman Empire Holdings. In the past, it was very difficult for people like them to see Dylan in person. Besides, he rarely participated in interviews, so there were not many opportunities to see him in the newspapers. Now, as long as they waited at Dynasty Hotel every day, they would be able to see him in all his glory.

More people were interested in Kendall, the real daughter of the Parker Family. A year ago, the Parker Family revealed that the daughter they had raised for 25 years belonged to someone else, while their real daughter, Kendall, was raised by a farmer named Woods in the countryside. Naturally, the Parker Family brought their biological daughter back. As they had raised their adopted daughter as their biological daughter for more than 20 years, they were deeply attached to her and were reluctant to let her leave, so the Parker Family ended up having two daughters.

The second daughter of the Parker Family was a hot topic not only because of her messy background, but also because of her love life. Though she had been head over heels for Jackson, she suddenly became the Young Mistress of the Coleman Family, which truly shocked the gossiping crowd to the core.

Surrounded by four bodyguards donned in black, Yasmine walked out of the hotel. She wasn't heading out. Instead, she received news that Dylan and his wife were here. Soon, they bumped into each other head-on, and both sides stopped in their tracks.

Yasmine had on heavier makeup today, probably because she had not rested well and needed heavier makeup to conceal her fatigued look. Dressed in a long purple dress, she actually looked stunning. Every time she appeared, Kendall would feel amazed. If she put their conflict aside, Kendall had to admit that Yasmine was a very beautiful woman. She was curious about how Dylan had been able to remain unmoved with such a young and gorgeous woman like Yasmine, who also had a good background, by his side.

"Master Dylan." Yasmine called out to him softly.

Kendall could tell that her voice was a little hoarse and wondered if Yasmine had been crying for a long time, causing her to lose her voice. It seemed that she really liked Dylan.

Dylan glanced at her coldly and nodded slightly in response.

Yasmine felt bitter. Was he not even willing to reply to her? Biting her lower lip, Yasmine raised her head to prevent herself from looking hurt and heartbroken. She looked straight at Kendall, who met her gaze calmly.

"Congratulations, Kendall!" Yasmine said instead.

Kendall smiled and answered, "Thank you, Miss Zorn."

Yasmine glared at her fiercely. She had congratulated her sarcastically. Couldn't this country bumpkin tell?

Meanwhile, Kendall did catch on to her sarcasm, but she didn't care. She had already died once, so why would she care about some mockery?

"I think I understand now," Yasmine said coldly.

Kendall was still smiling gently as she replied, "Miss Zorn, you're a clever person. I'm sure you can figure it out as long as you give it some thought."

"Kendall, why you…"

Shameless b*tch!

However, Yasmine didn't say these words out loud. With Dylan's cold stare fixed on her, she didn't dare to. Although she specially brought four bodyguards today, there were around eight bodyguards behind Dylan and his wife, and all of them were highly skilled masters in their field.