Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 679 He Who Loves First Loses

After a while, Frank finally let go of Amelia.

"Why… are you here?"

Amelia could answer that herself, but she couldn't resist asking anyway.

"Dylan told me. To get information about you, I kept pestering him and his wife. You told Kendall that you're coming

back, so Dylan told me to come and try my luck at the airport because he didn't know when exactly you'd be back."

Frank told Amelia everything, after which she stared at him in silence.

It'd been a long time since he shaved. He looked thin and haggard—totally unrecognizable from his former

distinguished and imposing self.

Did he end up like this because of me?

Ethan had informed Amelia that ever since she went on holiday, Frank had been lying in wait outside their house

every day. She'd been gone for over a month and he was still keeping it up.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't touched by his actions.

Nevertheless, she didn't agree to be with Frank right away just because she was touched by him.

He hasn't even courted me properly yet.

After all the hurt he inflicted on her in the past, she wanted to play hard to get and make him suffer in the process

first.

Well, that was what she thought, but when it came to actually carrying out the plan, her heart softened.

She couldn't stop herself from reaching out to stroke Frank's face. "Have you been skipping your meals again? You

look so thin and haggard. Look at your stubble! How long have you skipped shaving? I wouldn't have been able to

recognize you if it weren't for all the torture you put me through in the past that makes me hate you so much."

Frank grabbed Amelia's hand and stared fixedly at her to sear her face into his memory.

"I couldn't eat or sleep while you were away. You were all I could think about. I waited outside your house, hoping

for the day you come back. Amy, what I did to you in the past was terrible. You should hate me, despise me, and

resent me. I deserve it. I won't try to defend my actions. I just ask that you never try to avoid me again. Don't leave

me. Not being able to see you felt like torture."

He would much rather be hit or scolded by her. He would even be willing to let her do all the things he had done to

her back to him if it meant that she didn't hide from him.

After a moment of silence, Amelia said, "I came back to attend Kendall and Dylan's wedding. I don't want to talk

about our relationship right now. I'll be going now, Frank."

Amelia took her suitcase and started moving.

Frank grabbed her wrist and said hoarsely, "Amy, I waited here for so long because I wanted to take you home

myself."

She removed herself from his grasp and replied, "It's fine. My brother will come and pick me up. I'm going to get

something to eat first."

She walked off with her suitcase.

This time, Frank didn't try to stop her, but he followed right behind her.

He even snatched her suitcase away from her.

"From now on, whenever you go out, I'll carry all your bags for you."

For the sake of love, the head of the Mendelson Family was willing to play the role of a humble porter.

None of his dignity or pride mattered in front of Amelia.

Amelia pursed her lips without saying anything. She didn't try to take her suitcase back. If he wanted to help her,

then so be it. It wasn't that heavy anyway.

She had only brought a few sets of clothes and some souvenirs for her family and Kendall.

She didn't buy anything for Frank, of course.

After receiving Amelia at the airport, Frank informed his bodyguards to leave a car for him and return to the city

themselves.

Amelia heard him giving the instructions and couldn't help but ask, "Did you bring a bunch of people over?"

She thought he had changed his habit of bringing a whole procession everywhere he went during her time away.

"I was afraid I would miss you if I came alone, so I had Desmond gather all the people who had seen you before

and had them wait for you at the airport too."

Amelia was dumbfounded. Is there a single soul at Mendelson Residence who hasn't seen me before?

When Frank pranked her by getting the wolfhounds to chase her back then, the ruckus had drawn the attention of

everyone at Mendelson Residence.

Now that she recalled this, she asked, "Are you still keeping those wolfhounds at your house?"

Ever since she had been chased around by the wolfhounds, she was extremely careful whenever she walked

around Mendelson Residence. She never went to the back of the house ever again out of fear that she might run

into the fearsome wolfhounds.

Frank felt a little sheepish. He looked apologetic as he said, "Yeah. They're still guarding the house, but if you don't

like them, I'll get someone to put them down as soon as I get home."

"Why do you want to put them down? Even though they chased me around, I'm more pissed at the person who

stood around watching the show the entire time. I wouldn't hold it against the dogs. Since they're there to guard the

place, just leave them be."

The wolfhounds were fierce and loyal to their master which made them excellent guard dogs.

Technically speaking, even without the wolfhounds, no one would dare to break into Mendelson Residence on a

whim when it was constantly filled with household staff and bodyguards.

Furthermore, there were security cameras at every corner. It was hard to be a thief in this day and age.

"Alright. Since you don't want to put them down, I won't," Frank agreed affectionately. "I'll keep everything that you

like and toss everything that you don't like."

Amelia turned to him and asked pointedly, "If I say I don't like you, are you going to toss yourself out?"

Frank couldn't respond to that.

His silence made Amelia smile.

It had been a while since they last met and he had changed a lot. It felt as if he made sure to tread carefully around

her. He was no longer his old domineering, unreasonable, and haughty self.

Instead, he was doing his best to please her. Did I really give him such a fright?

"Amy…"

"I don't want to talk about us right now."

Frank clammed up at once.

Amelia walked into a restaurant and sat down at a table.

Unsurprisingly, Frank followed suit. In reality, he was starving!

She ordered for herself before asking, "Do you want to eat too?"

He nodded at once, but his eyes remained glued to her. He couldn't bring himself to look away. She must've

enjoyed herself so much during her trip. She looks so alive and rejuvenated.

Meanwhile, he had been pining desperately for her.

In the battlefield of love, the person who loved first was the one who lost.

Frank suffered an utter defeat, but he was perfectly willing to concede.

As long as she was happy, he wouldn't be upset, even if he had to wait for years to come.

He was the cold and distant head of the Mendelson Family. Even all that he did for Kendall in the past had not been

for love but because of the child. However, his feelings for Amelia were genuine. He had done so many things that

were unlike him for her sake.

Ring, ring.

Amelia's phone started ringing. It was the one she previously used.

After getting off the plane, she finally turned on her old phone again.

It was a call from Kendall, so Amelia answered at once.

"Amy, are you still at the airport?" Kendall asked. "Do you need me to come and pick you up? I'll send a car over."

She couldn't drive. Dylan wouldn't even allow her to get behind the steering wheel.

Even the mention of driving was enough to remind Kendall of her regrets. She rarely ever drove at breakneck

speeds, but whenever she did, he would always end up spotting her in the act!