Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 399

Dylan came to the living room right then.

The moment Yasmine saw him, she was so startled she abruptly jumped out of the couch, knocking over and

spilling the glass of water in the process.

Her face soon felt warm from the blood that rushed to her head.

Kendall swiftly shot a warning glare at Dylan, only for him to innocently blink at her.

His eyes seemed to be asking if there was something wrong with him coming out and checking how things were

going.

"Miss Zorn, did the hot water get on you?" Kendall asked Yasmine, to which the latter quickly shook her head. "I am

fine. It is just that I got your floor wet."

After she peeked at the chiseled and cold man sauntering over, Yasmine blurted out again, "Where is the mop,

Kendall? I will help you clean up the mess immediately."

"No need for that." Kendall found Yasmine's nervousness amusing.

Even though Yasmine had said that she had given up on Dylan and would whole-heartedly go after Frank instead,

she actually rarely went to Frank. Of course, one of the reasons for that was because Frank was recuperating at

home, which didn't make it the best time for him to have guests or visitors.

Dylan's appearance always gave Yasmine an emotional turmoil that would leave her in a flurry as she proceeded to

make a fool out of herself.

This could only mean that she was still in love with Dylan. It was her pride that had stopped her from continuing to

pursue him.

He was now a married man, and it was publicly-known that he loved and adored Kendall.

Yasmine could be as remorseful or jealous as she wanted, but she had accepted the fact that this man could never

be hers.

And it was not like she could say that she had lost him when she had never had him in the first place.

The thought of it actually made Yasmine feel better.

Amos led a few men in black over, one of whom had a mop in his hand.

He was the cleaner who came to clean up the floor.

Except for Kendall, who was a woman, everyone else in Dylan's house were men. This was something that hadn't

changed just because of Kendall's arrival.

Kendall, too, didn't try to change the arrangement. Dylan was so handsome that he would easily steal women's

hearts even if he had a sullen face all day long and exuded that aura that kept people away.

Kendall already had too many rivals in love that she would rather not add a few more to the existing list.

"Young Mistress Kendall, Young Master Dylan has asked me to prepare a big cloakroom for you. I have already had

the clothes hangers set up. We can now move these new clothes to the new cloakroom upstairs."

After Amos approached Kendall, he respectfully informed Kendall the reason he had brought the few men with him.

Hearing that, Kendall blinked and mused, Dylan really has arranged everything for me.

"Sorry about the hassle, Amos."

"Please don't stand on ceremony, young mistress. It is a blessing for us to be able to serve you."

Kendall only smiled without a word, but on the inside she was screaming, Amos' sudden flattery is making me

nervous!

Amos then led the men to move all the spoils Kendall had won this morning.

It only took a second for the couch to be emptied.

"Young Master Dylan." Amos and his lackeys respectfully greeted Dylan as they walked past him.

Kendall took the chance while she supported Dylan to pinch him.

When he tilted his head to look at her, she hissed, "You suddenly appearing has startled Yasmine! She is not over

you."

"I was worried she would bully you."

Kendall smiled softly. "She is a little wilful and arrogant, but she is not a bad person. Besides, she can't bully me."

Kendall was the one who won and left Yasmine angrily stomping everytime they butted heads anyway.

Dylan let out a frown when Kendall started to side with Yasmine.

"Master Dylan, I apologize for intruding."

After the cleaner wiped off the water on the floor, Yasmine had also calmed her emotions and had put on her usual

arrogance. Still, she was very polite to Dylan, and she didn't put on airs in front of him.

Dylan only coldly barked, "Why did you drop by if you knew you would be intruding?"

As Yasmine fell into silence, Kendall discreetly pinched him again.

Yasmine must have come here looking for her for a reason and yet, she wouldn't say a word with Dylan around.

Kendall was curious about why Yasmine would suddenly come to find her again.

"What is this bucket of water doing here?" As Dylan asked, he caught his beloved wife's slender hand that was

pinching him discreetly. She didn't put a lot of force into her attack, and he didn't feel any pain from it. Instead, it

felt like she was teasing him.

A man full of vigor like him couldn't possibly endure that kind of teasing for long.

Hearing his question, Kendall explained seriously, "Miss Zorn thought that I was stingy for giving her a glass of

water, so I gave her a bucket of water. That should be generous enough."

Dylan immediately felt the corners of his mouth twitch.

He wanted to laugh but he had his cold, suave image to uphold. It was way too hard for him to hold it in.

He couldn't believe how he had worried about Yasmine taking advantage of Kendall.

It seemed like he had worried for nothing after all.

He should instead be glad that Yasmine hadn't had a heart attack from dealing with Kendall.

"Miss Zorn, Kendall doesn't even show me such generosity. I hope you don't let her down. Please do finish this

bucket of water," Dylan indifferently stated.

Yasmine might still have her smile plastered on her face after hearing his words, but she had quietly cursed the

couple out a thousand times in her head.

It is true spouses resemble each other.

They are two peas in a pod.

How annoying!

"I am not thirsty, but thank you for your hospitality."

Yasmine firmly holding her bag was the only reason she hadn't hurled it at the couple.

Knowing that his wife wouldn't be on the losing end, Dylan read the mood and quickly turned around and walked

away after he told them, "Please carry on with the conversation. I will be taking a stroll outside."

Ronnie came in then to bring him out.

When Dylan was no longer in sight, Yasmine turned her gaze back to Kendall. "Master Dylan really has met the right

one. He changed into a completely different person in just one or two months."

Not only was he able to stand up again, that cold, unapproachable aura of his had also faded a lot.

All these were thanks to Kendall.

Yasmine still couldn't calmly face Dylan, but she somehow didn't feel any hatred toward Kendall anymore.

"Do compliment me as much as you can if you want to sing your praises. I might be humble, but I can't be overly

so. I will accept an adequate amount of other people's praise."

Yasmine scoffed when she heard that, and she only spat after a while, "How shameless of you!"

Kendall looked back at her with a gaze that seemed to provoke her for only knowing that now, and that made

Yasmine blow her top off once more.

Yasmine was tempted to leave, but after taking a few steps away, she turned around again and plopped down on

the couch. "Quickly get this bucket of water out of my face."

"Are you not going to finish it?" Kendall laughed. "Or would you like to stay here and have a bath with it before you

leave?"

"Oh, piss off!" Yasmine finally scolded.

However, Kendall wasn't angry. She even chuckled as she carried the bucket away.

After a few minutes, a few fruit platters and a pot of green tea were placed on the coffee table.

"Is there something I can help you with, seeing as how you came looking for me all of a sudden?" Kendall solemnly

asked as she poured Yasmine a cup of tea without a hint of humor on her face.

She even pushed the platters toward Yasmine, her smile so bright it gave Yasmine a whiplash.

"No."

Yasmine had stopped provoking Kendall when Kendall stopped with her nonsense.

"I came here to… give you my sincere apology."

"Didn't you already apologize sincerely and seriously last time as well? Could it be that you weren't sincere last

time? Did you fake it? Geez, I even thought you were serious!"

When she heard that, Yasmine only thought to herself, I shouldn't have come!