Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 351

"It's best if you stay as a bachelor for the rest of your life and stop scourging other kind ladies!" Jane turned around

and left immediately after she growled those words.

Yoseph asked in amusement while looking at her frustrated state, "Is it because of this matter that you are suddenly

in a bad mood tonight?"

Jane stopped in her tracks when she heard his question. Then, she turned around to look at him. "You know I am in

a bad mood?"

"My night has been peaceful so far."

As Jane's childhood sweetheart, Yoseph knew she liked to go against him and torment him when she was in a good

mood. Otherwise, she will not be the Jane Morris I know.

Jane pursed her lips and uttered, "How can you say that—"

"Feisty, look at you, caring so much about this matter. Could it be that I am the man you wish to marry when you

return to the country?"

"Stop blowing your own trumpet." Jane refused to admit that.

Yoseph chuckled lowly when he heard her huffy reply, "Kendall once said the same thing too, and do you know what

Dylan did? He gave her a 24k gold trumpet and asked her to blow it. That way, she really is blowing her own

trumpet. Do you want to learn from Dylan and give me a bejeweled trumpet as a gift as well?"

"You are a grown man, and you can buy any trumpets in the world if you want to! So, why on earth do you need me

to give you a bejeweled trumpet as a gift? To increase your net worth? For goodness sake, you are the Young

Master Yoseph of the Coleman Family. That title itself is worth a fortune!" Jane said snappishly.

"Well, if you ever did give me a bejeweled trumpet, I will keep it nicely in a cabinet. Then, later, when my daughter

grows up and gets married in the future, I shall give it to her as her bridal gift."

"Ha!" Jane sneered, "Are you sure you will have a daughter in the future? Based on the lopsided ratio between your

family's future heir and heiress, I am afraid you will only have sons in the future."

As soon as these words escaped Jane's lips, Yoseph was reduced to silence. She is right. The male has always

severely outnumbered the female in our family. There was not a single daughter born into this family for the past

five generations. It is only until our generation that our family has Alice, the sole beloved heiress. Based on such a

ratio, none of us can even declare confidently that there will be a baby girl born into this family in the next

generation.

"Jane, does it truly bother you so much if I am to let Dylan adopt one of my children? If—I said if—if I ask you to

marry me, will you change your mind and reject this marriage because of this request?"

"I-I don't know. All I know is that I really mind, mainly because I cannot bear to let the child I had conceived for ten

months call someone else their parents. I cannot stand it even if that someone else is your biological brother."

Yoseph silently looked at her for a moment before he smiled and said, "Oh, I get it."

Jane glared at him, feeling dissatisfied with his reaction.

Before she could say anything, she heard Yoseph's voice reply, "Dylan had ginseng soup tonight."

"What? Were you the one who cooked it? When did you make the soup? How am I not aware of it?" As soon as she

heard the word soup, Jane's eyes lit up without even knowing what other unique ingredients the chef put into the

ginseng soup.

Yoseph's laughter suddenly rang in her ears as she was still lamenting about not getting a sip of the soup. Yoseph

could not help it. He was amused when he saw Jane looking like a foodie. Therefore, he teased her, "Look at you

salivating over a bowl of soup. The foodie soul in you is comparable with Kendall's. She, too, is an ultimate foodie.

Also, it was not me who made the soup for Dylan. The chef in the central kitchen made the soup, and it is not

suitable for you to drink."

"But it is ginseng soup. How am I not—Dylan drinks ginseng soup—will it work?"

The moment he saw that she had finally understood the situation, he smiled as he remarked, "Dylan never does

things that he is uncertain of."

At once, the uneasiness in Jane subsided. So, it turns out that Dylan's condition can be cured!

"Rumors are rumors; we should always take them with a grain of salt."

Yoseph flicked Jane's forehead lightly as he added, "You are a smart lady. Do not simply believe any words the

others said."

Like a shot, a realization hit her, and she was stunned to silence. Dylan drinks ginseng soup. This is a good piece of

information for me to realize that the chef in the central kitchen may have added some sort of special ingredients

in the soup to boost Dylan's stamina in bed tonight, as well as to let me know that Dylan did not lose his s*xual

capability at all. No doubt, everyone in the Coleman Family is smart. Ordinary people cannot keep up with their

brilliance.

Jane swatted his hand away as she retorted, "I still have a date with the Sandman, so I shall return to my room and

get some sleep. Oh, and count me in for the steak you are going to make for breakfast tomorrow."

With that, she went upstairs in a beautiful mood. Yay! I can finally have a beautiful dream tonight!

Yoseph smirked calculatingly when he noticed the skip in her step. This girl—it is apparent that she is hopelessly

head over heels for me, yet she refuses to say it out. Who does not know that she loves me? As for my feelings for

her—although she cannot see it, my brothers know who my heart belongs to.

……

Meanwhile, in Dylan and Kendall's room, Kendall was so tired that she did not want to move a single muscle after

being 'tormented' by Dylan.

As she panted, she mumbled something incomprehensible.

As for Dylan, who had transformed into a beast, he was delighted with how the night played out.

Dylan saw that her lips were moving, so he took her into his arms, hugged her gently, and let her sleep with his arm

as her pillow.

"Honey, what are you mumbling about?" Dylan asked with a hoarse yet gentle voice.

In actual fact, Dylan could still switch into his 'beast mode' once more and go for another round of s*x. Still, he

endured his l*stful urge after he saw how exhausted Kendall was.

As she was too tired, she did not even want to open her eyes when she heard his voice. "Next time—you are not

allowed to have ginseng soup!" she grumbled with her eyes closed, gritting her teeth as she spoke the last

sentence.

After he left countless gentle kisses on her face, he said with concern, "Okay. I am the one at fault tonight. Honey,

do you want to take a warm bath? It will make you feel more comfortable."

Naturally, he saw that she couldn't even open her eyes, so he added thoughtfully, "Just sleep. I will take care of

you."

Kendall muttered something. Soon, she became silent as she had fallen into a deep slumber.

Dylan got up, went into the bathroom, and filled the bathtub with warm water. Finally, he came out, carried her up,

and slowly entered the bathroom.

Fortunately, I have been making efforts in my rehabilitation recently, allowing me to take good care of Kendall now.

After they left the bathroom, she continued sleeping peacefully. As for Dylan, he lay beside her and stared at her

sleeping face tenderly.

The more he looked at her, the more he couldn't suppress his love for her. In the next minute, he could not help but

lean closer to her ear and said softly, "Kendall, I am getting increasingly addicted to you."

Afterward, his fingers gently caressed her face, her eyes, her nose, and lastly, her lips. Finally, he gently poked it

and said in a soft voice again, "Good night. Sweet dreams."

As Kendall was sleeping soundly, she did not hear his loving words.

Dylan looked at her for a long while before he suddenly remembered something. Then, he took out his phone and

called Amos. Once Amos answered the call, he muttered under his breath, "Amos, arrange two rides to go over to

the Woods Family Village and fetch Kendall's parents and her brothers over and take them to the Parker Residence."

Tomorrow my parents are going to the Parker Residence to meet my parents-in-law. The Woods Family had raised

Kendall for twenty-five years. In her heart, they were also her family. Since it will be the meeting between two

parents, Mrs. Woods and the others must also join us. I believe Kendall will be thrilled when she sees Mrs. Woods

and the others here.

"Yes, Young Master Dylan." Amos did not ask any further questions. I will carry out every order that Young Master

Dylan gives.

After Dylan hung up the phone, he embraced his beloved wife and slept.

The next day, Kendall did not even want to get up, even though her biological clock told her it was time to get out.

Actually, she was awake, but her sore back and jelly legs made her want to stay in bed a little longer.

"Honey. Wake up." Dylan's gentle voice came from beside her.

Kendall tilted her head to look at him upon hearing his voice. When she met his handsome unworldly face, she

could not vent the complaints that she had inside her. In the end, she could only grab his hand and bite his arm

harshly.

"Ouch!" Dylan purposely shouted in pain.

Kendall immediately released his hand. As she focused her gaze on his arm, she saw two rows of deep teeth marks

on it. She couldn't help but rebuke gently, "That's it? So you're just going to let me bite you?"

"Just bite if you want to. I can still bear such a small amount of pain."

"Then, what the hell are you shouting for? Are you trying to make me feel guilty?"

At that thought, Kendall kicked him a little. "I really want to kick you down the bed. I am exhausted! Dylan, I warn

you, if you dare to drink a single drop of ginseng soup in the future ever again, take an ice bath to solve your crisis,

because I will never let you touch me!"