Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 238

Chapter 237

"Thank you, Master Dylan. I really love these flowers."

With a soft expression, Dylan raised his hand, and Ronnie quickly handed him a pack of tissues. He took two sheets out and took another step forward, narrowing the distance from his beloved wife. Then, he gently wiped Kendall's forehead and face with the tissue, his voice gentle and intoxicating as he explained, "You're sweating. Let me wipe it for you."

Although it rained last night and only stopped that morning, as soon as the rain stopped, the sun eagerly rose to do its job. Now that it was noon, anyone who left the air-conditioned office would instantly feel a wave of heat that caused them to sweat profusely.

"You're sweating too. I'll help you wipe it off."

Kendall wanted to help Dylan wipe his sweat, and he did not refuse. He took out two tissues, then bent down, giving her an easier time to wipe his sweat.

"The weather's hot now. If you come next time before I get off work, you should go wait inside. Don't sit here under the sun." Kendall thought for a moment, then said to Ronnie, "Same goes to you, Ronnie. Why didn't you carry an umbrella for Master Dylan? The afternoon sun is deadly."

"Apologies, Young Mistress Kendall. We were negligent." Ronnie hurriedly admitted his mistake. They had been negligent for not shading Dylan with an umbrella.

The others watched the couple's sweet interaction, while the reporters kept taking pictures. Regardless of whether the couple were acting or showing their true feelings, this scene was still worth the photos. Of course, they had to watch their fair share of the couple's public display of affection in the process.

"Master Dylan, let's get in the car. It's hot outside."

Kendall felt sorry for her husband, and didn't want his handsome face to get tanned by the sun. After all, she cared a lot about looks, though she only cared about Dylan's looks. If it were someone like Frank, she would run away as far as she could.

Dylan sat in the wheelchair. Kendall then handed him the bouquet and pushed him toward his car. Soon, the couple got into the car, and as soon as the door was closed, they were isolated from the outside world. Once they were inside, Kendall found that there were many red boxes piled on the seats.

"What are these boxes doing here? There's even so many," Kendall asked suspiciously. While Dylan was still holding the bouquet for her, she curiously picked up one of the boxes and opened it to see that there was a gorgeous necklace inside.

"Kendall, these are all my gifts for you. Take a look and see if you like it."

Such a gesture wasn't Dylan's usual style, but when he did put his mind to it, it greatly shocked Kendall.

She looked at the pile of gifts with wide eyes and asked, "Master Dylan, are all of these jewelries?"

Did he empty an entire jewelry shop?

Dylan hummed in reply. "They are. You're too plain, so you have to wear some jewelry, and they can only be the ones that I gave you."

Kendall fell silent. She liked his bossy personality. Hence, on the way to the hotel for dinner, she never stopped opening the boxes of jewelry that he gifted her. Not only were they expensive, but they were stylish as well. All of a sudden, Kendall felt as if she had become a rich lady. It was a great feeling.

"Do you like them?" Dylan asked in a low voice. If one listened carefully, one could hear a faint trace of nervousness in his tone.

This was the first time he had prepared a gift for a woman seriously, and it was also the first time he had genuinely given a gift to a woman. When Yasmine celebrated her birthday in the past, the vases he gifted her were all selected by Amos.

"I like them! I like them a lot!" Kendall wrapped her arms around his neck happily, then kissed him multiple times on his face.

As he was holding a large bouquet of flowers, he couldn't push her away. He wouldn't, anyway. He liked it when she kissed him whenever she wanted to like this. Even if she drooled all over his face, he would still accept it all.

"Would you think that my gifts are too tacky?"

"Of course not. For gifts like these, the more I get, the better."

She could keep the jewelries and give them to her baby as a dowry in the future. Baby… Kendall's mood turned gloomy in an instant. Why did she think of the baby again? She had been reborn and returned to the time before she married Jackson, so her relationship with her baby ended in her previous life. Though they only spent seven months together, Kendall's heart broke every time she thought about it.

"What's wrong?" Dylan keenly noticed that her mood had suddenly changed.

"It's nothing."

Kendall hurriedly shook off her sadness and took the large bouquet of flowers from Dylan's arms, then leaned her head on his shoulder and said to him, "Master Dylan, I'm so happy that it feels like a dream. I'm afraid that once I wake up, I'll lose everything."

She was afraid that when she woke up from her dream, she would return to her previous life, where she was not killed in a car crash and was rescued and had to face the cruel situation of losing her beloved daughter alone. Although it was impossible for her to continue her relationship with her baby after she had been reborn, at any rate, the baby could reincarnate as someone else's child and would not die like in their previous life.

Suddenly, Dylan pinched her thigh.

"Ouch, it hurts! Master Dylan, why are you pinching me so hard? It really hurts." Kendall almost jumped up from her seat in pain, but if she had done that inside the car, she would end up hitting the roof of the car.

"It's good that it hurts. That shows that you aren't dreaming."

Kendall was rendered speechless. One moment, he made her extremely happy, but the next moment, he pinched her thigh so harshly that it hurt.

Upon seeing her hurt expression, Dylan wanted to hold her in his arms, but she hurriedly pushed him and shouted, "No, don't crush my flowers! This is my first bouquet from my husband, so it means a lot to me. Oh, right, I haven't taken a picture yet. I'm gonna post it on Instagram and make my friends jealous."

Dylan laughed. "You won't doubt that you are dreaming, will you? Silly girl."

In the end, he didn't hug her, but he poked her pretty nose indulgently. "It's just a bouquet of flowers. The way you're acting, it's like I gave you a goldmine."

"You've given me so much jewelry. Isn't that a goldmine? Just one necklace would cost hundreds of thousands, right?"

Don't think that I know nothing. After all, I've returned to a wealthy family for over a year, so I still know my stuff.

"When we go home later, I have another surprise for you," Dylan said mysteriously.

He would give her everything she liked. Even though it seemed that she didn't like roses, he still gave them to her. However, he liked how she still accepted the bouquet for his sake. At this thought, Dylan felt warm and pleased inside. The taste of love truly was great!

"Master Dylan, don't treat me too well. If you do, I'll feel nervous, as if you'd dig a hole and bury me in it."

Dylan was speechless. What is this woman saying!

"Then I'll spoil someone else."

"No, you're my husband. You can only spoil me!"

Dylan laughed. "Then, don't hate me for spoiling you too much."

"I don't hate it. I'm just worried that you'll spoil me too much."

"So what if I do? Who would dare to have a problem with it? If I don't spoil my wife, who will I spoil?"

Wasn't the point of marrying a wife to spoil her?

Kendall thought to herself, There are too many people who have a problem with it. However, she didn't say it out loud in case she ruined the sweet atmosphere between them.

"Why did Krystal look for you? Does your hand hurt from slapping her?" Dylan, who had just been acting bossy earlier, immediately changed the topic.

Kendall replied instinctively, "She sent me an invitation for her wedding with Jackson next Saturday. She insulted my husband, so I slapped her to teach her a lesson!"