Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47

"Stop laughing or I'll tape your mouth up!"

Kendall shrugged his threat off with a smile. "You're the most innocent boy I've ever met, Dylan. You wanna tape my mouth up? And here I thought you would have kissed me."

"Kendall!" Dylan was frustrated and embarrassed at the same time. "Don't call me a boy!" I'm not that much of a kid.

"Okay, okay. Calm down. You're so scary when you get mad." She stopped smiling and put on a look that said 'I'm sooo scared'.

He felt like screaming because he could see that she was just pretending to be scared and that she was not really afraid of him. Well, I guess I did spoil her too much. Wait? I spoiled her? Dylan frowned. Never thought of it that way until now.

"Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down. Never gonna run around and desert you…" Kendall's phone rang again, ruining the happy mood. "Dylan, I need some dogs. Tell Mr. Miller to bring me some. Whittle is coming."

She did not take the call, but she could tell that Jackson was fast approaching because he would not have called otherwise.

Dylan kept quiet and pushed himself out while Kendall followed behind and took over that job. He did not turn around while he took his phone out to call Amos.

Amos was already waiting for them when they came out. "What would you need, Master Dylan?"

"Get the fiercest dogs we have and go with Miss Kendall," Dylan ordered.

"Yes, Master Dylan," Amos obliged, but he did not ask why even though he was curious.

Ten minutes later, Jackson saw someone standing right outside Coleman Mansion. Judging from the looks of it, that person was Kendall. A smile curled his lips even before he approached her. To be precise, it was a smirk. I knew it. As long as I apologize, she'll come back to me. She said she wouldn't come with me, but that was a lie. She's already waiting for me.

He called Kelly right away. Once she answered, he said, "Just as planned, Kelly. Kendall is waiting for me. We'll be there soon."

"Good." Kelly sounded delighted. Her life had been nothing but trouble lately thanks to Kendall. Her foster parents had been giving her weird glances and she felt that it was because they believed Kendall's story and suspected that Jackson liked her. "I'm almost there. We'll talk later. This calls for a celebration."

"I'll prepare the champagne." Jackson hung up and looked at the flowers and two sets of jewelry on the passenger seat. His smile broadened. Instead of stopping right in front of Kendall, he parked his car a hundred yards away from the mansion. That way, he could come out holding the presents and head toward Kendall with the moonlight acting as his backdrop. She'll think I'm her Prince Charming. Lovely.

He stopped the car and went around to the passenger seat. Jackson opened the door and took the bouquet of flowers out—it was still the usual roses and baby's-breath. He still thought he should give Kendall roses even if she did not like them.

The man turned around and went up to her with a beam. He decided to give the jewelry to her after she got in the car. Leave the best for last, I always say. "Kendall!" he called out to her before he even got close.

Kendall was smiling as well. She had been giving him the cold shoulder lately and Jackson was surprised that she was smiling at him. He hastened his pace, but when he was finally close, a few wolf dogs came out of the mansion and caused him to skid to a halt.

The dogs snarled at him as they charged ahead. All color drained from Jackson's face and he tossed his bouquet away to make a run for his car. However, he was shocked from the sudden threat, and he fell before he could reach his car. It was a painful fall, of course, but an embarrassing one too.

The barks were getting louder, forcing him to ignore his agony as he rose to his feet. He continued running to his car, but that fall had slowed him down as he was stumbling. The dogs caught up to him and pinned him down, tearing his clothes apart. They looked like they were going to eat him.

Jackson was horrified and shouted for help. "Save me, Kendall!" He struggled to break free of the dogs and asked for help at the same time.

Kendall watched in silence. She was reminded of the time when Jackson and Kelly killed her daughter in her last life. She had taken her daughter right away and cried her name out, but the baby did not even make a sound and it made her scared.

She even knelt down and begged them to take the baby to the hospital, but they did not budge. The baby was only seven months old, and in truth, even if she had taken her to the hospital, what he did had already killed the young child.

None of this happened after her rebirth and there was no guarantee it wouldn't, but it did not douse her hatred at all. She hated Jackson and Kelly's gut. At this moment, Jackson was calling for help, but she did not even budge, just like what he did in her last life.

Kendall would let him languish and suffer.

The Colemans' dogs might be fierce, but they were professionally trained. Amos had ordered them to spare Jackson's life before he let them out. The most they would do was tear his clothes apart and smack him in the head, meaning that Jackson would live.

Dylan had come out as well and he noticed Kendall's reaction to the scene, or to be precise, her lack of reaction. That was enough to make her frown. I think I should look into her more. What did Jackson do to make her hate him so much? "Mr. Miller, take the dogs back. I don't want Mr. Whittle to die from shock," he said.

Kendall turned around, surprised that he had come out. "Oh, have you been here long, Dylan?"

He gazed at her for a moment, but he did not answer and merely told the bodyguard to push him back inside.

"Dylan!" She left with him. The bodyguard backed away sensibly and let her push Dylan inside.

He did not stop her, though eventually he told her to stop.

"What's wrong?"

Dylan looked up at her. "Are you sure this is the way back?"

Oh crud. I got lost again? She smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, Dylan. It's getting dark and I can't see too far. Must have walked down the wrong path. I'll… Dylan, you're the head of the house. You call the shots here. Please tell me where to go."