Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 411

"Kendall Parker, mind your manners. You're wrong if you ever think you can be impudent in front of me just

because you're Dylan's favorite!"

Kendall answered in all innocence, "I am behaving, Grandma."

"Don't call me 'Grandma'. You have no right to do so! I've never acknowledged you as my grandson's wife!"

It was after a moment of silence that Kendall began, "Grandma, are you trying to pressure me into divorcing Dylan?

Is it because I'm no longer helpful to Dylan in his recovering state, so I don't deserve him and have to divorce him?

"

Tilly choked on her words because she indeed was hoping the two would divorce.

Kendall was right about that. As Dylan would be recovering soon, Tilly thought that he didn't have to endure Kendall

anymore and could find a better woman to become his wife.

As a matter of fact, there were a lot of women dreaming of becoming Dylan's wife.

However, afraid that Dylan would make a fuss over it, Tilly could never be frank about her opinion.

It was a rare opportunity to see him soften up and back down with his well-known domineering personality.

"Grandma, you might be quiet about it, but I know what you are thinking, though. As long as Dylan sees me as his

wife, I don't mind whether you'll acknowledge me as your granddaughter-in-law or not. After all, I'm married to him,

not you. It's an ideal situation if you like me, and I'll be glad to fulfill my duties with him. However, it's not a big deal

to me if you don't like me, and I also won't stop him from being your filial grandson."

Tilly stared at the young woman with a cold look. "I'm expecting fifteen granddaughters-in-law with my fifteen

grandsons. Why would I care about your filial piety? What a shameless woman. Do you think you're popular and

lovable? I had enough of your nonsense! I don't want to see you anymore, so get lost."

Kendall's words were making Tilly uneasy. Even if Tilly wanted to take her anger out on the younger woman, she

had no right to do so.

Kendall had a clear stance on the issue. She only cared about how Dylan would think of her the whole time. As for

others' opinions, she couldn't care less.

She then rose to her feet. "Well, Grandma, you have a kind and lovely look, just like a saint. I wish you a good

night."

As she finished her words, she turned on her heel and left immediately.

At first, Tilly was taken aback by the compliment.

After a while, she finally processed the deeper meaning of Kendall's words. Raging, she was hoping to throw

something at the younger woman to unleash her anger but found nothing suitable around her. Meanwhile, Kendall

quickened her steps as she left for the entrance and blended in with the night.

"Where are your manners? How dare you mock me!"

If Kendall had ever paid attention to the commotion behind her, she would defend herself on the spot, I didn't say

that. You said so yourself.

Once she left the main house, she raised her head to look into the dark sky. Everything will be fine.

"Young Mistress Kendall."

Kendall didn't make it far before noticing Amos walking toward her.

"Amos, why are you here?"

"Young Master Dylan asked me to pick you up."

She smiled at his kind gesture. "He worries a lot. Old Madam Coleman was only asking for me here to learn about

Nell's injury and tell me she would provide help if needed."

Amos shot Kendall a meaningful look and didn't expose her for defending Tilly. On the surface, Mrs. Coleman is the

only person who doesn't see eye to eye with Young Mistress Kendall. Little does she know that she is only a pawn of

Old Madam Coleman to get rid of Young Mistress Kendall, because Old Madam Coleman has never taken a liking to

Young Mistress Kendall from the beginning.

In fact, Kendall was never Tilly's first choice of a wife for Dylan. The Coleman Family eventually suggested an

alliance marriage with the Parker Family only because none of the young daughters from the other families were

willing to marry Dylan, who was injured in the accident and rumored to be unable to function as a man at that time.

Back then, everyone thought he would only be able to have a marriage that existed only in the name.

"Young Mistress Kendall, I'm sorry." He made a sincere apology to Kendall out of nowhere.

She was taken aback by him as she asked in confusion, "Amos, what is that apology for? I don't remember you

doing me wrong."

In her opinion, not only was Amos a kind man, he was also a loyal butler for Dylan. She couldn't understand what

was making him apologize to her.

Amos then explained in guilt, "This afternoon, I saw Young Master Dylan going after you as you rushed out of the

house. I misunderstood the situation and thought you two were fighting, which ended up in you leaving Young

Master Dylan. I couldn't suppress my worries, and the news reached Old Madam Coleman. I should've fulfilled my

responsibility as Young Master Dylan's butler in the first place. I must have his permission before allowing anything

to get to the others, including Old Madam Coleman. However, I made a mistake in my job, which is why I should

take the responsibility for her scolding you."

Kendall took a moment to collect herself before she spoke, "Amos, you don't have to blame yourself. Grandma

wasn't scolding me at all! She's merely teaching me how to become a better wife for Master Dylan. Let's go, Amos.

Dylan is still waiting for me to join him for supper."

Amos responded respectfully, "Alright."

Once Kendall was back at her home, the familiar layout finally soothed her frayed nerves.

Even if she wasn't afraid of getting scolded by Tilly, she tensed up every time she was meeting the older woman.

She was afraid that Tilly, who was hoping for her to divorce Dylan, would manage to set her up one day and drive a

wedge between Dylan and her.

Kendall could tell Tilly was holding mixed feelings toward her. On top of all, Tilly indeed despised Kendall.

Sometimes, Kendall could also see the elderly woman struggling to accept Kendall as one of the Colemans.

The Coleman Family was aware of how important Kendall was to Dylan.

After all, the fact that Tilly was Dylan's biological grandmother would never change. Besides, he was raised by his

grandparents since his youth. There was no doubt Dylan and his grandmother had a close relationship.

Kendall wouldn't want to talk badly about the older woman in front of Dylan and divide the two due to a mere

scolding.

"Dylan, I'm back." She walked into the house with light steps, which someone would mistake as a signal that she

was in a good mood.

Dylan watched her in silence as she came over and sat down next to him. She can't possibly be in a bright mood as

Nelson has barely escaped the jaws of death.

"What did Grandma want from you? She's still up at this hour?" Dylan served Kendall some stew as he asked in a

casual tone.

"Yeah, she's not resting yet. She thought we fought this afternoon, so she was asking me about it. Besides, she

taught me the ways to love you back," Kendall answered in feigned relaxedness before she chuckled. "I heard that

your grandfather used to spoil Grandma with a lot of care, too. I wonder if a Coleman spoiling his wife is written in

the family gene."

He spooned her some food as he commented, "Grandpa and Grandma are married because the two fell for each

other. It wasn't an alliance marriage. By the way, what did Grandma teach you?"

She smiled. "I'll tell you later. Let's have dinner first. I haven't eaten since this afternoon."

Once she finished her words, she repaid his gesture by spooning some food for Dylan too.

Understanding that she wasn't feeling like telling the truth, Dylan let it slip. "Darling, I didn't have the chance to

make something for you today, but I promise you'll get them next week."

After dinner, the duo took a stroll in the courtyard to help with digestion. Dylan was leaning on her as he practiced

walking.

Kendall apologized, "I've already owed you many presents."

Even though she promised to spoil him with gifts, she broke the promise.

Moreover, he didn't like the ready-made presents she bought from the stores. He preferred the ones she made by

herself.

"You have your whole life to prepare the presents for me, so there's no need to rush. Don't worry, Nell will be fine."

Kendall agreed with a soft voice, "He will." Nell's a good man and God will bless good people. Nell will be all right

and wake up soon.

Stopping in his tracks, Dylan held her in his arms. Kendall complied and leaned on his chest without a word as she

felt his warmth seeping through her.

She was grateful to live a worthwhile life with Dylan as the perfect husband.