Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 515

Chapter 515

"Kendall."

Dylan had considered the situation carefully before finally deciding to be honest with her regarding the repeated dream he had been experiencing. Frank isn't the only one who dreamt of those scenes. I have them too.

Perhaps that was also the reason that the three of them seemed to be entangled with each other. The dream was the connection for them.

"I've been keeping something from you all this while, and I realize that I should no longer keep you in the dark. I've made up my mind to reveal the truth to you, but you've got to promise me that you won't get mad."

Kendall turned her head to look at him and noticed his solemn visage, so she asked nervously, "Dylan, don't tell me that you have a mistress and an illegitimate child out there?"

Instantly, he glowered at her. "That is impossible. You're the first and only person I've gotten together with. I don't have any illegitimate children. The only kids I have would be born in wedlock by you."

He added, "In the past, you agreed that you would give birth to as many kids as I like."

Kendall was taken aback. "D-Did I?"

"You did!"

Her eyes flickered and were too shy to meet his. I must've said that back when he was still unable to perform in bed. So, when he mentioned having kids, I generously offered that, knowing that I will never have to fulfill it. Yet, how would I have known that he had such prowess?

"Don't switch the topic, Dylan. Tell me. What have you been keeping from me?"

He walked over to the front of the swing and she shifted slightly to nudge a space for him.

"Darling, hurry up and tell me. My mind will be filled with thousands of the worst-case scenarios if you don't tell me now." Kendall was anxious indeed.

"I've been having dreams too."

"That's normal. Everyone has dreams."

Meanwhile, Dylan remained silent for a moment before articulating, "I meant that I've been experiencing the same dream just like Frank did, and I always dreamt of myself in bed with a woman. In the past, I couldn't quite tell the woman's features in my dreams, but later on, I did. It was you."

A shocked Kendall became significantly speechless. Dear lord! Can someone tell me what's going on here?

However, God seemed to have his ears shut. What are you on about? I can't hear a single word.

"Maybe you just dreamed of the same thing because you had that on your mind all the time?" she speculated.

After all, they were a married couple, so being in bed together was a natural phenomenon for him to dream about.

Yet, Dylan shook his head in response. "It started a few months before you rejected my marriage proposal, and I had been experiencing the same dream repeatedly. It was tormenting for me especially because I could never seem to make out who it was."

At that point, she was stunned once again.

A few months before that, she had been stuck in her previous life and had already rejected his proposal when she received a second shot in life.

She also recalled that after her marriage with Dylan, nothing had happened between them despite sleeping in the same bed. There were a few times when he seemed to be in extreme discomfort at night, judging from the pool of sweat on his forehead and his reddened cheeks. Could those be the times he had those dreams?

"Was it after we consummated the marriage that you confirmed it was me in your dreams?"

"I think so."

"You must've instinctively attached my resemblance to that person."

He shook his head in response. "I don't think I did. You are the person I spent the night with, in my dream."

It was then Kendall continued to stare at him dumbfoundedly. She initially assumed the factor for Frank's dreams to be a butterfly effect from her rebirth. Now that she discovered that Dylan had the same dream related to her repeatedly, she wondered, Is this another butterfly effect from my rebirth too?

Recalling the moments before her death when she was still unsure of whom she had spent the night with, she finally grasped the truth upon hearing Dylan's side of the story. It was never Frank—it had always been Dylan! The baby is Dylan's!

In her past life, Dylan had helped her at her most painful moment and that was by fate. Unfortunately, she did not manage to wait for the truth reveal as she ended up dead in the car accident. Both she and the baby had passed from that.

In this life, she immediately clung tightly to him as soon as she was rebirthed. He was not an approachable person in general, but surprisingly, he agreed to her forceful marriage proposal. Subsequently, their story unfolded from then on.

Even if their encounter in her past life had not resulted in any outcome, she had been given another chance at life to reconnect with him.

So, what happened between Kendall and Frank then?

She had been sabotaged, so she was in a disorientated state back then. If Frank was present, how did she end up with Dylan instead?

"Dylan, in your dream, were you in a lucid state?"

"I felt like I was in a disorientated state. I lost control during the process and felt as if I had been drugged."

Instantly, Kendall's expression darkened.

Frank mentioned that he was sane, but she and Dylan had been drugged, so what role did Frank play in all this?

Indeed, she was responsible for her tragedy, and Jackson and Kelly were involved too. However, she was not sure whether she should hold Frank accountable for it.

My poor baby! Tears streamed down her face suddenly. Her baby had such a powerful father, yet she ended up falling to her death.

In the end, this was all a scheme within another sinister plot, which resulted in her and the baby's miserable outcome. My poor baby…

At that point, Kendall felt her heart breaking into a million pieces.

"Kendall. Kendall!" Dylan was in shock. "Kendall, what's going on? Don't cry. The woman in my dreams is you! It's not someone else. I wasn't romantically involved with any other person at all."

He assumed that she was crying out of jealousy and aggrievement, and it was evidently so when she shoved him aside and run off abruptly.

Truthfully, she did not know how to face Dylan at this point. She was well aware that he was not at fault for what had transpired in their past lives, since he was sabotaged and had no idea whom he had slept with. Still, she could not help but feel upset at this heartbreaking revelation.

If she had known that she spent that night with Dylan, she would have sent her baby to him. Even if the baby had to leave her side and live with her biological father, at the very least, her baby girl would be able to survive.

She wouldn't have died at just seven months old.

That adorable little child had taken her last breath in Kendall's arms and the heart-wrenching pain she experienced was significant to this day. Even after her rebirth, she was dawned with extreme anguish each time she recalled it.

Why didn't Dylan investigate the identity of the person he'd slept with in the past life? Did he brush it off as a dream like he did this lifetime? He had so many bodyguards, but why didn't anyone realize it? Did his bodyguards collectively decide to keep this against him? If only he'd investigated the matter, our baby would have survived! Dylan and I owe this to our baby!

"Kendall. Kendall." Dylan ran after her in a haste. Fortunately, he could now walk unassisted for a distance, so he quickly caught up with her and grabbed her hand.

"Kendall…" He noticed the tears gushing down her face and felt extremely tormented to see her in that state.

"Dylan, give me some time." She flung his hand off once again and fled the scene.

Her tears were never-ending.

Instinctively, he tried to stop her from leaving, but he did not manage to grab her hand. He maintained his original position with his outstretched hand as he watched her disappearing figure. After some time, he finally put down his hand dejectedly.

Since they were now a married couple, who had experienced all the ups and downs in life, he believed that he had to come clean to her. Had he known that his honesty would cause her such pain, he would rather keep this to himself forever.

Kendall's not jealous. She just thought of something or someone… Her baby.

Suddenly, he comprehended why she had teared up so uncontrollably to the point where she could not face him at all.