Kendall's Sacrifice

"Do you still want the supper I had the kitchen prepare for you?"

"Yes."

That made Dylan chuckle. "Can you eat everything?"

She had bought quite a lot of grilled meat.

"Of course! I am in a good mood tonight. I can eat a lot."

"Be careful you don't overeat, lest you can't sleep later."

"So what?" Kendall beamed. "It is not like I have to go to work tomorrow."

She felt happier just thinking about being able to go on vacation with Dylan tomorrow. Even the grilled meat seemed to have become tastier.

A set of footsteps could be heard outside then.

Seeing the frown on Dylan's face, Kendall had a feeling that it wasn't Amos or other employees who were lurking outside.

"That smells so good. Dylan, what supper did you prepare for my sister-in-law? I can smell it all the way from the yard."

It turned out to be Yoseph.

In the blink of an eye, the man had walked in from outside. He was still in a suit, and had his car keys dangling from his hand. Kendall could tell by looking at him that he had just returned from outside.

"Are you having grilled meat, Miss Kendall? I sure came at the right time."

Yoseph put the car keys on the coffee table and sat down opposite Kendall before he unhesitantly pulled a disposable lunch box toward him. He then casually took a pair of disposable gloves he saw on the coffee table and put them on.

"Dylan, is there alcohol I can drink? It will be crazy good to have alcohol with grilled meat."

"There is," Dylan coldly replied. "But I am not letting you have any."

"Aww, c'mon! Don't be so stingy."

"Go back and drink if you want. Don't drink at my place."

Kendall loved alcohol as well, but Dylan didn't want her to have any now. It would be a pointless vacation tomorrow if she were to end up drunk.

"Forget it. I will just eat this then," Yoseph grumbled.

He didn't want to go back.

As the conversation went on, Kendall couldn't help her gaze from darting between the brothers.

"Miss Kendall, is there something different about me?"

"Yoseph, are you avoiding Miss Morris?" she asked while biting into a grilled chicken wing.

Even though Yoseph was also holding a chicken wing, he hadn't taken even a bite so far.

Being the picky eater that he was, there was no way he could put what Kendall bought in his mouth. He only needed a reason to continue staying at his brother's place.

"Me? Avoiding Feisty? What a joke! Is she Godzilla or some kind of ghost? Why would I, the young master of the Coleman Family, be afraid of a woman?"

Yoseph refused to admit that he was running from Jane no matter what.

Tilly brought Mary and Jane to the Dynasty Hotel for lunch today. As soon as they entered the hotel, Yoseph slipped out immediately after he found out they were there.

He wanted to avoid meeting Jane at all costs.

No one would have known that Mary was going to stay in Orapolis for an extended period of time. Judging from Mary and Tilly's friendship, it wasn't hard to figure out that Jane was also going to stay in the Coleman Mansion.

Just thinking about the age-old feud he had with Jane gave Yoseph a headache.

"Go back if you aren't afraid of her," Dylan indifferently instructed.

Hearing that, Yoseph opened his mouth to refute, and yet no words came out.

Amos soon brought out the supper for Kendall prepared in-house. Seeing her enjoying her grilled food in the hall, he swiftly put the supper on the coffee table.

It didn't take long before the coffee table was filled with all her favorite food.

"Miss Kendall, are you really eating so much?"

Yoseph had watched his sister-in-law eat two grilled chicken wings, one grilled chicken leg, as well as grilled lamb kebabs, grilled scallops and more.

Women would normally feel somewhat full after having so much to eat.

Out of nowhere, Dylan refuted his brother, "Is she eating your food? Does it hurt you somewhere to see her eat?"

"I-I was just worried she would get an upset tummy."

Did he swallow bullets or something? Why is he shooting back at everything I say?

"You don't have to worry about your sister-in-law."

Yoseph immediately choked at that.

His brother was upset that he was here being the third-wheel!

His own brother!

He was only sitting here chewing at a chicken wing and yet, that was all it took for Dylan to show his disdain!

Yoseph was now crying on the inside.

The chefs in the house didn't actually prepare a lot for Kendall's supper.

They made just enough for her to not feel hungry.

Of course, it would have been just nice if she hadn't eaten all these grilled foods. Now that she had had some, she couldn't possibly finish the supper the kitchen prepared.

Dylan noticed how Yoseph hadn't eaten the chicken wing he was holding, and so he coldly remarked, "You have to finish what you took. Don't waste it. Your sister-in-law spent her hard-earned money on that."

Hard-earned money?! Yoseph cried. Is Miss Kendall short on money or something? How much can the food sold by the roadside cost?!

Even though he was complaining on the inside, Yoseph didn't have the courage to vocalize his thoughts. He only quickly replied, "I am eating it. I really am."

Humored, Kendall quietly watched the brothers' interaction.

Under Dylan's cold glare, Yoseph had no choice but to share the food with Kendall.

He didn't know if she was full or not, but he knew for sure he couldn't eat anymore.

Still, it wasn't all bad. He could take the chance to take a stroll outside while he digested the food. There was no need for him to go back so soon.

"Are you full?" Dylan asked Yoseph, his tone uncaring.

"I am stuffed."

"Can you roll?"

Dylan's question was consequently met with silence.