Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 680 Can’t Rush Things

"It's fine. I asked my brother to come and pick me up."

Amelia rejected her friend's offer with a smile. She paused briefly before adding, "Frank's here, so even if Ethan

can't pick me up, I can ask Frank for a ride."

Kendall chuckled. "Why would you need to ask him? He went there specifically to pick you up. I'm surprised he

managed to catch you. That means you two are fated to meet."

"I don't want to talk about relationships right now. Let's meet up at our usual spot tomorrow, Kendall. Are you free?"

There was a lot that Amelia wanted to talk about with Kendall.

However, she knew Kendall was getting ready for the wedding ceremony and was pregnant too. With how fiercely

protective Dylan was of Kendall right now, Amelia was worried that she wouldn't be able to invite her friend out.

"Of course. I don't even head into the office these days. I spend all my time at home while they fatten me up like a

goose. I've been waiting for someone to invite me out for some fresh air."

"Oh, stop. Don't brag. Do you know how many people envy you?" Amelia chuckled and said, "Everyone wishes they

had your life."

Even Amelia felt envious of Kendall.

Kendall giggled. "I won't keep you on the phone. See you tomorrow. I'll buy you a meal. Oh, right. You must've

brought some souvenirs back for me, right? I'll be claiming my share tomorrow."

"Don't worry. I will never forget to buy you souvenirs."

Amelia loved traveling, and the last time she came back, Kendall had gone to the airport to pick her up. It was then

that Dylan caught Kendall speeding.

Every time Amelia came back from one of her trips, she would bring back some local souvenirs for Kendall.

After ending the call, Kendall looked up and immediately met Frank's gaze. His dark eyes were so fixated on her

that she was beginning to think he could even count the peach fuzz on her face.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

Amelia didn't squirm under the attention. She wasn't shy either.

She looked back down at her phone and shared photos from her trip on social media.

"Did you bring a lot of souvenirs back with you?" Frank asked quietly.

He heard her entire conversation with Kendall.

"Where's this usual spot where you and Kendall meet up at?"

"Don't you know where it is? In the past, you had your people track my movements just so you could bump into

Kendall."

Frank gulped.

After a brief pause, he declared, "Amelia, whatever happened between Kendall and me is all in the past. Actually, to

be more accurate, nothing ever happened between us. She was never mine. Well, I did have a chance with her, but

I pushed her away and gave her up to Dylan myself."

Amelia glanced at Frank before she continued uploading her pictures while saying, "You don't need to explain the

situation between you and Kendall. I saw everything you did for Kendall and know full well just how long you were

obsessed with her."

Frank choked. Right. She'd seen it all.

Kendall was the reason why he got to know Amelia and had all the subsequent interactions with her.

I must've been kicked in the head. Why did I think of such a lousy idea back then? Why did I think I could use Amelia

to get Kendall to come to me?

Not only did he fail to win Kendall over, but he also hurt Amelia in the process. Her impression of him was so poor

that she was terrified by his confession and fled to hide from him this whole time.

The recollections of the past made Frank so mortified that he wanted to bury himself in a hole.

He couldn't blame Amelia for the way she treated him. He brought it upon himself.

The server brought the food that Amelia ordered.

Frank quickly served her as he asked, "Didn't you eat on the plane?"

"I ate a bit, but I'm hungry anyway. It was quite a long plane ride. I'm not going to eat much, though. I still have to

eat with my family when I get home."

The airport was over two hours away from her house.

Ethan wasn't here yet.

"Why don't you tell your brother not to come? I can take you home."

Frank wanted to score a meal with her family.

In between bites, Amelia said, "That won't be necessary. I don't want to owe you any favors."

After a pause, Frank asked, "Must you keep such a clear score between us?"

"We're not involved in any way right now."

Frank felt disheartened, but he knew it wasn't going to be easy to win her over. He couldn't rush things!

I can't get too impatient. Desmond's advice echoed in Frank's mind.

Frank quickly regained his composure and said, "I'm heading back to the city anyway, so it'll be convenient for me.

If you think you'd be owing me a favor because I gave you a ride home, you can just pay me for the ride. Just think

of me as a cab driver."

Amelia eyed him for a moment before turning back to her meal. "You have changed a lot since we last met, Frank."

In the past, he would've stuffed her into his car and driven her back to his place without bothering to take her

opinion into account.

Frank's gaze was serious as he checked, "Do you think I've changed for the better or the worse?"

"For the better. In the past, you were always so haughty and domineering because you were used to being the one

in power. You'd never consider someone else's thoughts or feelings. You'd just do whatever you wanted."

That was how he treated Kendall.

He only cared about himself and wanted the baby to return to him. He didn't care how Kendall felt.

Even though Kendall was married, he insisted on pestering her anyway.

Even if Kendall wasn't in love with Dylan, she wouldn't have liked Frank either.

Amelia's praise made Frank cheer up at once. "I'll become even better in the future."

He changed because of her.

Ring, ring.

Amelia's phone started ringing again.

Frank wanted to beat the person who disrupted his conversation with Amelia to a pulp.

However, when he heard Amelia calling out Ethan's name, he wiped all traces of his previous desires from his mind.

That was his future brother-in-law and someone he wanted to please as well. I can't beat my future brother-in-law

to a pulp.

"Amy, can you get a cab home? My car broke down and I'm waiting to get it towed, so I can't pick you up." Ethan

sounded deeply apologetic.

He didn't expect his car to break down when he was on the highway, but it had been a while since he last sent it to

the mechanic for maintenance.

Though there was more than one car in the garage, he was used to driving the same one. It had been the car his

father gave to him when he first turned eighteen, so it held a special meaning for him.

Amelia was floored by the turn of events.

"It's fine. I'll get home myself," Amelia assured Ethan. However, she couldn't resist asking, "Ethan, were you driving

that ancient car of yours to come and pick me up?"

"Hey! It's not ancient, and it's not cheap either. It cost tens of thousands, okay? Dad gave it to me when I turned

eighteen. It was considered an expensive car back then."

He had taken his driving test when he was eighteen and got his first car. Even though his friends said that his car

was just an average car, he adored it very much.

His father had chosen to give him a less expensive car out of fear that he might get into accidents as a young and

inexperienced driver, so it would be less of a heartache if he wrecked an inexpensive car.