Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 571

While Frank was troubled by the difficulty of winning his beloved's heart, the situation at the Colemans' was pleasant

and harmonious.

Inside the main house, Kendall, who had just arrived home from work, was surrounded by a room full of greatly

concerned elders. Overwhelmed by their enthusiasm, the young woman looked to her beloved for help every so

often, hoping he would save her from their elder's zealous care.

Alas, the man would only smile at her, rendering her somewhat frustrated.

They weren't even certain she was pregnant, yet Dylan had already shared the news with his family. What if…

Wouldn't everyone have been joyous for nothing?!

As Eric and his family were still staying over at the Coleman's, they naturally learned about the news as well, and

the Ford couple gave their sincerest blessing.

"Kendall, from now on, just tell Amos whatever you want to eat. Have him tell the central kitchen to make it for

you," Tilly stressed with a beam while holding Kendall's hand.

The elder's eyes were glued onto Kendall's belly, looking like she wished she had x-ray vision so that she could see

how the baby was doing.

In fact, all the elders who used to despise her became incredibly enthusiastic upon hearing she was pregnant, and

the major contrast left Kendall at a loss for what to do.

"Give me a great-granddaughter, and I promise you a handsome reward!" Tilly declared.

"Us too!" Everyone else echoed, promising to reward Kendall handsomely if she gave birth to a daughter.

"What if it ends up being a boy?" Kendall asked.

"Well, you will still be rewarded. Just not as much. He's the eldest boy of his generation from the senior branch,"

someone clarified.

"Don't worry, Mom. Kendall will certainly fulfill your wish and give you a sweet great-granddaughter." Emily smiled.

"I'd flip through some face-reading books when I'm bored lately, and I've taken a look at Dylan's face. He has the

maternal-grandfather-face. So, Kendall's firstborn will definitely be a girl."

Since when has Mom started reading face-reading books?! Dylan mused in surprise.

As far as he knew, his mother would doze off whenever she read a book these days. No way would she have flipped

through a face-reading book to kill time, let alone know he had a 'maternal-grandfather-face'.

Then again, Grandma likes hearing something like this.

As much as Dylan disagreed with his mother, he didn't say anything either. Just that, a chuckle escaped him after

he exchanged a glance with his beloved wife.

Meanwhile, Tilly gazed at Dylan for a moment before saying with a smile, "It does look like Dylan has a face that

resembles a maternal grandfather. Anyone with that face will have a girl as their firstborn and even possibly the

second and third too. Dylan, we're counting on you two to break the family record of girls being born into this

family."

Maternal-grandfather-face? Dylan and Kendall were stupefied. What the heck is that?!

Knowing that asking Dylan to save her from the situation was a lost cause, Kendall could only smile and nod to

whatever their elders said.

In the end, it was her mother-in-law who saved her, for it was time for them to leave for the Wrights' party.

Tilly had wanted to dissuade Kendall from attending, but because the young woman insisted, Tilly could only drop it.

After all, this granddaughter-in-law of hers wasn't as submissive as her other daughter-in-law. What was more,

Kendall was burdened with the pressure of a successorship. She had to learn to socialize and gain connections in

preparation for taking over her family's business in the future.

In the end, Tilly only felt reassured after Dylan and his father followed the pair to the Wrights' party as well.

With Dylan looking after Kendall, she wouldn't have to worry that the baby would get hurt.

Hours later, Kendall yawned every so often after returning from Wright Residence, and her 'personal bodyguard'

couldn't help nagging her as they walked. "I told you, you were already sleepy and we should head home, but you

insist on staying a little longer. Then, on the way home, I told you to lean on me and have a nap, but what did you

say? You're not sleepy. Look at you now. So sleepy that you're falling asleep as you walk."

Kendall giggled in response. "I genuinely didn't feel sleepy when we were at the Wrights', and I was mulling over

something in the car. So, I wasn't feeling sleepy either. But now, I'm seriously sleepy."

It was very easy for a pregnant mother to feel lethargic at the beginning of their pregnancy.

She was just like that in her past life.

In the beginning, she found it odd that she would feel lethargic all the time like the sandman had decided to camp

inside her.

It wasn't until Bloody Mary was super late to her visit that she finally wondered if she was pregnant. So, she bought

a test kit to verify, and behold, the two obvious parallel lines confirmed her guess.

Joyous, she snapped a picture and sent it to Jackson, sharing the delightful news with him.

Jackson was rather quick to reply to her that time, immediately calling her and sounding enthusiastic on the phone,

letting her believe that he, too, was joyous. But little did she realize this was the beginning of her fall into the abyss.

She got pregnant again in this lifetime, and unlike the last, her husband was genuinely delighted, and their baby

was blessed, a little one that the entire family was eager to meet.

She wouldn't doubt that her baby would become the darling of the family after they were born, unlike her past life,

where she was the only one who genuinely loved the baby.

In her past life, the Whittles disregarded the baby, and none of them would even hold the baby in their arms for a

moment.

She had assumed they were patriarchal and criticized her for not being able to carry a son.

It was only in the last hours of her life that she realized they despised the baby because they knew she wasn't

Jackson's.

Suddenly, her feet were in the air, and she reflexively wrapped her arms around Dylan's neck while criticizing with

feigned anger, "Your legs are just looking up and will still hurt if you walk for too long. Don't carry me just because

you feel like it. I'm not weightless, you know?!"

"I'm recovering really well," Dylan reasoned as he went up the stairs, taking one step at a time while carrying her

into his room. "Sure, you're not weightless, but you're not heavy either. I can carry you just fine."

The couple would normally sleep in the room on the first floor out of habit, as it was where their marriage first

began taking shape. It held a special meaning to them. But on that night, he wanted to share the bed in the master

bedroom with her.

"Look at how well I'm doing, walking up the stairs with you in my arms." Dylan moved his legs after putting Kendall

on the bed, showing his beloved wife that he was really okay. "We can seal off the elevator in the house."

It was all thanks to her that he could recover so well and so quickly, and he wasn't the only one who believed this;

even the others would say Kendall brought him fortunes.

He had been thriving since marrying her.

After lying down, Kendall reached an arm out and invited Dylan to join her in bed.

"Darling," she muttered while resting her head on his arm. "Your elders are expecting me to carry a daughter. If it

ends up being a boy…"

"Don't let them stress you out. It's our child. Girl or boy, they will be our precious little one, and I will love either just

as much." At that, he paused and added, "Of course, I hope this one's a girl."

Please let it be you, baby.

Kendall, too, hoped the same. She was rather afraid it would be a boy, for it meant that her baby hadn't returned.

At that, she placed her hand on her belly. "Is it you, baby? Please let it be you.?"

In her past life, she was powerless and couldn't watch her baby grow. But this time, she had gained the ability to

keep her little one safe. Not only that, she had even found her baby's birth father.

Baby, Mommy and Daddy hope to see you again. So, please come back!