Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 538

Chapter 538

Frank immediately carried Amelia once more. A startled Amelia instinctively extended her hands and wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

When Frank ran down the stairs with Amelia in his arms earlier, she was pretending to have passed out, so she didn't have anything particular in mind. Now that her eyes were wide open and her arms were draped around Frank's neck, she looked at his handsome face that was just inches away and felt her heart throbbing.

She wanted to release him, but she realized that she would only be more embarrassed if she did that as she wouldn't know where to place her hands. After giving it some thought, she carefully clenched the man's clothes, determined not to wrap her arms around his neck again.

Frank brought her to the second floor and entered the guest room where she had stayed before. Then, he brusquely threw her onto the bed. Fortunately, the mattress was soft. As such, despite his rough actions, she didn't feel any pain. However, she still felt dizzy after she plopped onto the bed.

"What's wrong with you, Frank?" Amelia sat up and glowered at him. "Can't you be more tender with a girl? At the very least, I'm a beautiful girl."

"I'm more good-looking than you are," Frank retorted coldly.

At that instant, Amelia was rendered speechless. As she stared at his outrageously handsome face, she thought angrily, Why is there such a stunning man in this world? He's even more good-looking than any woman.

If not for the fact that Frank always appeared solemn and had been in an authoritative position for years, his face would have invited a lot of trouble for himself.

"Go and change out of your clothes now." Frank's fury subsided after tossing the woman onto the bed. Although he had been scared out of his wits, he was glad that it was just a prank and that she wasn't injured.

Amelia pressed her lips together, but she still obediently entered the bathroom to get changed. It was indeed uncomfortable to keep wearing these damp clothes.

When she left the bathroom, she saw Frank standing by the open window. She wondered what was so interesting to behold outside the mansion. Therefore, she went over and asked nonchalantly, "What are you looking at? Are there beautiful girls out there?"

"There are wolfhounds."

Amelia was speechless at that. I almost forgot that he has many wolfhounds. Previously, his wolfhounds raced after me and almost ate me up.

Since then, she never had the guts to step into the backyard, for she was worried she would come across those ferocious wolfhounds again.

"Wolfhounds are savage. You should probably get some pet dogs. Kendall has some pet dogs and Ragdoll cats. They are Dylan's gifts to her. She truly treasures her pets, and they're very cute. She's shown me her pets before."

She went on to say, "The Colemans have a Pet Palace. Their pets are all kept in that place, and someone takes care of them. Whenever I step into Pet Palace, I don't want to come out again. Those pets are adorable. I like them very much."

Frank turned to her and saw how envious she looked. After a moment of silence, he explained, "Dylan doesn't like any furry pets, so the Colemans' pets cannot stay in their residence. They're all gathered together in a place that's far away from his house."

After a pause, he continued, "He broke his own rules by giving pets to Kendall."

"Dylan treats Kendall well. If the man I'm going to marry in the future is half as good as Dylan, I'll have no more regrets in life."

Frank stared fixedly at her.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I'm not as lucky as Kendall and I'll never find a man who will treat me well?"

She went on to say, "Anyway, marrying someone is not on my bucket list. Being single, I have the freedom to do whatever I want, and no one can restrict me. I've always been fond of handsome men, and my biggest hobby is collecting photos of good-looking men."

After a moment of silence, she continued, "Many people think that I'm not a loyal woman since I love handsome men so much. As such, all of my past blind dates have been unfruitful."

At the mention of her unsuccessful blind dates, she didn't feel dejected at all, for that wasn't what she wanted in the first place. She was more than happy to get turned down by the men during those blind dates.

The person she was fond of and wanted to fall in love with was Ronnie. Unfortunately, when she confessed her love to him, he rejected her. Then, she stopped coming into contact with Ronnie as frequently as she used to. Dylan had stopped asking Ronnie to send her home, and he was subsequently replaced by one of Frank's bodyguards.

"Have you been collecting photos of handsome men?" Frank spoke in a calm voice, so it was hard to tell what he truly intended.

Amelia replied regretfully, "I've taken photos of all the famous handsome men in Orapolis except you and the Coleman men. I'm hoping that Kendall and Dylan will get married sooner so that I'll see all 15 Coleman young masters standing together. That will be a pleasing sight to behold."

A glint flashed across Frank's eyes as he asked impassively, "How are you getting along with that guy named Caleb?"

"We... I guess we're getting along well." Thinking of something, Amelia started praising Caleb all of a sudden. She said, "Caleb and I have known each other since we were young kids. Although we're not childhood sweethearts, we know each other very well. He and his family members are tolerant of me as well. They've never dismissed my hobby."

Frank sneered.

"Why are you sneering?"

Hearing that, Frank extended his hand and placed it on Amelia's shoulder before exerting more force with his hand. He said, "Since you love handsome men so much, you must have come into contact with many men before. Can't you see that Caleb is just using you?"

Amelia was astounded, for she indeed thought that Caleb had an ulterior motive.

"Do you know what he's trying to achieve by approaching you?"

Amelia questioned, "Do you know why?"

Frank retracted his hand and replied dispassionately, "There's nothing in the world that I'm unable to find out." Then, he directly brushed past the woman.

"Where are you going?"

"Can't you see what I'm wearing? I'm going out for a morning run."

"Why are you still going for a morning run at this hour? After you're done with running and having breakfast, it'll be noon when you head to the company."

"Are you worried that my salary will be deducted if I'm late for work and that I won't have money to provide for you?"

Amelia snorted. "I don't need you to provide for me. I'm not short on money. I'm just worried that if you keep on slacking off, the Mendelson Group will go bankrupt one day. By then, you won't have enough money to pay for my service as a cook."

"Since you're getting a salary from me, it's no different from me providing for you. At the end of the day, you're just worried I won't be able to provide for you."

Amelia was stunned by his sophistry. After Frank left the house for a jog, she went downstairs. When she stepped out of the house, she saw Desmond and the others watching Frank go for a morning run.

"Are you fine, Ms. Taylor?" There was a hint of pleasant surprise and regret in Desmond's voice. He thought that after Frank furiously dragged Amelia to the room, the younger man would probably land a forceful kiss on her lips or something. Now, it seemed that nothing had happened between them.

Noticing the regret in Desmond's voice, Amelia was displeased. "Did you hope that something would happen to me, Mr. Desmond?"

Desmond denied it, saying, "That's not true. You're reading too much into it, Ms. Taylor. Here, I'm the one who treats you best."

After examining Amelia's face for a moment, he still couldn't find any traces. It indeed seemed like nothing had happened between them. I'm so disappointed in you, Mr. Mendelson!