Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 240

Chapter 239

"This bouquet is?" Yasmine hadn't the intention to ask, but she couldn't control herself and asked anyway. After she voiced her question, she immediately bit her lip in slight reluctance, as she couldn't display her arrogance in front of Dylan. Unfortunately, he had never once liked her that way.

Before the accident, Dylan had never really gotten along with Yasmine. Now, it was even less likely, as his heart could only fit Kendall alone with how small it was.

"My wife's." The person who replied was Dylan. "It's for my wife," he continued.

At that, Yasmine instantly paled.

Looking at the man, then at the woman, Kendall thought, Why is Yasmine as white as a sheet over a single bouquet? She knew not of how Dylan's generosity was for her alone, as he treated his suitors in a petty manner.

To Yasmine, that bouquet wasn't only a bouquet, but a symbol of Dylan's heart, and a promise of his tenderness for the rest of his life. Seeing that, she could only be sad, upset, and madly envious to the extent that she wanted to call for the bodyguards to ruin Kendall's face. However, with Dylan here, her hands were tied.

"Master Dylan, why her?" Yasmine asked with a slight quaver in her voice.

The bystanders were watching the scene unfold from afar, afraid to get closer.

On the other hand, Yoseph had rushed downstairs when he heard Yasmine was "meeting" Kendall. Although he wasn't needed there, he wanted to watch a good show as it was not often his brother would be involved in such a thing.

With his eyes on the bouquet in his hands, Dylan didn't bother with Yasmine as he said indifferently, "That's a personal matter. It has nothing to do with you, Miss Zorn."

"Master Dylan, you know very well that I… I-I just want to know, why her?"

Dylan sneered, "I know you spurn me for my disability. I won't tolerate such thoughts."

As her eyes reddened, Yasmine clenched her teeth tightly to prevent herself from shedding tears. In the past, she had spent many years trying to gain Dylan's affection to no avail. However, after the accident disabled him, she had been wise in giving up on him immediately, as she turned around and went after Frank instead. After all, she still had a whole life ahead of her and couldn't have it be spent on being a living widow. Was I so wrong in thinking that way?

"Yasmine Zorn, I have never liked you. Regardless of whether you spurn me, I do not care. However, since you were the one who had given up on me, you should quit acting as though I've wronged you. You only disgust me when you do so." With how wicked his tongue was, Dylan was very much capable of sending an admirer like Yasmine to her grave with just his words.

"Master Dylan, Kendall has her own agenda. She's just using you and trying to take over Parker Corporation by sticking close to you." Yasmine couldn't help but growl, "Do you really think she loves you? Do you think she'll be able to live for the rest of her life in an empty room?"

"Listen carefully, Yasmine Zorn. I knew from the start that Kendall has her own agenda and that she has the intention of using me. So what if she wants to stick close to me to ruin some scum? Since I have some value, I am happy for her to use my name. As long as I am still able to do so, she can use them freely to her heart's content. As for the Parker Corporation, surely as the daughter of the Parker Family, it is but a norm for her parents to leave their assets to their daughter. I know very well just whether she loves me or not, so there is no need for you to care about this. Also, why do you think she'll be living the rest of her life in an empty room? We are a married couple, one recognized in the eyes of the law."

As the latter sentences of Dylan were particularly emphasized, anyone who heard him would understand what he was implying—the two of them were sleeping together.

Immediately, several seasoned individuals looked over at Kendall with scrutinizing eyes. As their eyes lingered on her, they held onto their suspicion that she was still a maiden. Then, they came to a conclusion: Sharing the same bed didn't necessarily mean they did the deed. At that, the crowd understood just what Dylan had meant by his last sentence.

As Yasmine's body trembled, she looked at Dylan in disbelief. In the end, the tears she tried so hard to hold back came running down her cheeks. She knew she should stop having these feelings for this man, as he was still the same ruthless man to her even after he became disabled. It wasn't as though she didn't have her own suitors going after her.

Resolute, Yasmine wiped the tears off her and said with pride, "Then, I shall wish you to have a harmonious marriage with Miss Kendall, to have a healthy baby, and to be together until death do you part." Then, along with her bodyguards, she walked past the couple with her chest puffed and her head raised, leaving the place.

The crowd who had heard Yasmine's blessing felt it was filled with malice, as everyone knew Dylan couldn't perform, yet she still wished for him to have a healthy baby.

Since Yasmine's objective was Dylan, Kendall thought that he should be the one to handle her, so she stayed silent throughout the commotion. Nonetheless, she was touched to the core by his words. Even though he knew everything, he was still willing to follow her down this thorny path. This only made her fall deeper in love with the man. Hence, she swore inwardly that she would make him happy for the rest of his life and would not have him regret marrying her.

"Hey, Dylan. Hey, Kendall." Yoseph, who had his fill with the drama, came over.

Dylan cast a cold glance at his brother before ignoring him.

Kendall forced a smile at her brother-in-law before she continued pushing Dylan inside.

"Kendall, why didn't you say anything just now?" Yoseph asked as he felt that it would be too awkward to follow the couple in silence.

"It's there a problem with me protecting my wife?"

Just a single sentence from Dylan was enough to cause Yoseph to have his mouth shut.

"Dylan, here's a reward for you!" Kendall said as she stopped and kissed him on the cheek.

Looking at the loving couple, Yoseph remained silent and thought what a showoff they were.

As Yasmine's appearance didn't set off any stormy weather for the couple, they were able to quickly get back into their daily lives as though nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, unable to bear the feeling of shame, Yasmine who had just left the hotel was in tears, ones that wouldn't stop rolling down her cheek.

Several cars rushed over and stopped by the entrance of Dynasty Hotel. Then, Benjamin and Brian got out of their cars almost at the same time.

"Yasmine!"

"Yasmine!"

They called out in unison and immediately went over to their sister.

Yasmine stopped in her tracks.

"Yasmine?"

As Benjamin went to his sister, he was about to ask her about what had happened when Yasmine threw herself into his arms tearfully.

"It's alright, Yasmine." Benjamin was heartbroken watching his sister like this. He then hugged her tightly and said distressingly, "Just cry it out. You'll be okay after that."

Brian gestured to their bodyguards to form a circle around Benjamin and Yasmine so that no one else would witness their sister crying in her brother's arms.

"Benjamin, he said he never loved me. Even though I've liked him and even swallowed my pride in pursuing him all these years, he wouldn't even give me a single stalk of grass, yet he gave such a large bouquet to Kendall. Benjamin, I'm hurt. I'm just so hurt."

"I know, Yasmine. But, you'll feel better if you look at it from another perspective. No matter how much he gives to Kendall, those are all just material compensation in the end. He could never make her a genuine young mistress of his family. So, you shouldn't be sad. You should be glad you were smart enough to move on. Don't cry anymore, Yasmine. If Frank finds out about this, you'll be in for a tough time." Benjamin comforted his sister and reminded her to not waste her time on Dylan anymore, as she should be spending this time on Frank instead.