Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 556

Chapter 556

Dylan was awakened by Amos and saw the scene of his wife cuddling with Scott after exiting their bedroom. More importantly, that little fellow kept urging Kendall to kiss him.

Feeling speechless, he thought, That kid is too sly for his age.

Meanwhile, the Ford couple were at a loss for words as well.

They watched embarrassedly as Dylan strode over with his face tensed, looking annoyed and angry.

Before Kendall could satisfy the little fellow's wish, Scott wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her cheek a few times before Dylan arrived. Then, he looked at Dylan proudly while taunting, "Mr. Dylan, I managed to kiss Miss Parker. Haha! I like her a lot, and I'm gonna marry her when I grow up."

Hearing that, Kendall chortled so hard that her stomach ached. This kid is too bold. He knows Dylan gets jealous easily—with no exception for three-year-old humans—yet he still tries to provoke him.

Although Dylan was jealous of Scott, he could not do anything to a three-year-old child. He could neither beat him up nor scold him because there was no use doing that. The kid had no shame and was doted on by his parents.

This kid is too good at flirting with girls. I wonder whose daughter would be the unlucky one when he grows up. Anyway, if I had a daughter, I would watch him like a hawk and never give him a chance to get close to my daughter, Dylan thought.

When he arrived beside Kendall, he grabbed the kid hanging on his wife and threw him back to Eric, who quickly reached out and caught his son.

"Mr. Ford, you'd better keep an eye on your kid, so he doesn't steal my woman."

Feeling speechless, Eric retorted carefully, "Master Dylan, Scott is just a three-year-old."

Even if he's going to get a girlfriend, he needs to wait until your daughter is born before he can do anything. Moreover, you already have Young Mistress Kendall's heart. Eric naturally did not dare to voice those thoughts out loud because if he did, Dylan might kick his whole family out of there.

"He's a man. As another man, he can't take advantage of my wife."

"Darling." Kendall did not know how to react. Is he for real? Fighting with a three-year-old?

"Don't you speak up for him! He even taunted me earlier and said he would marry you once he grows older. Kid, Kendall is my wife and will still be mine in the future!"

When Scott was tossed away by Dylan earlier, he did not even register what had happened and found himself already in his dad's arms, so he was not the slightest bit scared.

"I'll already be an old woman once he grows up. Even if he still fancies me, I would… I wouldn't agree to it because I only have eyes for you, Dylan. So, stop arguing with Scott." Kendall smiled as she coaxed her husband. This man has no shame.

Deep down inside his heart, Dylan adored Scott very much, but he never showed it. It should be noted that Dylan liked children a lot.

"Hmph!" After getting coaxed by his wife, he felt less annoyed.

It was then that he criticized the Ford couple, "The next time you come for a visit, please give us a call beforehand. I don't enjoy surprises like this! Also, Mr. Ford, pampering your child too much is equivalent to harming him, so you'd better keep your child in check and not pamper him so much. If he misbehaves, just give him a beating, and he'll become obedient."

Eric apologized, "Master Dylan, it's our fault. We shouldn't pamper him too much. I promise there won't be a next time."

Hearing that, Dylan laughed sarcastically. "Your promises are only pleasant to the ear but unbelievable."

Margaret did not know much about Dylan except for his identity as the local tyrant of Orapolis; that alone was already terrifying to her.

When Dylan threw Scott, she was so frightened that she felt her heart in her throat. Fortunately, her husband caught her son and prevented him from falling.

"Mr. Dylan, I want hugs."

On the other hand, the child did not care what the adults were talking about. He struggled out of his father's embrace and instantly went over to hug Dylan's thighs while looking up at him with his beautiful bright, black eyes, glistening like stars in the sky.

The sight of him made Dylan's heart melt. He picked the kid up and sat down on the couch with Scott on his lap.

"Mr. Dylan, I brought you a lot of delicious snacks."

"What delicious snacks?"

The child hollered at his dad, "Please give me my backpack, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy."

Though Scott seemed mischievous, he was decently polite, so one could only say that being mischievous was a child's nature as he was pretty intelligent.

When Eric passed the backpack to his son, he did not know what was inside.

After retrieving it, Scott opened the bag and began taking things out. He kept pulling out bags of snacks, which made all the grownups laugh while watching him.

They did not expect such a small backpack to fit so many things.

Had he not taken everything out, the grownups would not have known the gazillion things that were inside.

There were snacks and drinks, and Eric keenly discovered that those were all things Scott enjoyed most of the time. This kid loves the Colemans.

Then, he thought about the cooperation between Ford Corporation and Coleman Empire Holdings. Now that both families have established a partnership, our relationship is closer than ever. If we can further develop that relationship into a family friend, that would benefit and be of great help to the children. Moreover, our families are like tyrants in our cities, having power and authority. So, if we can become in-laws in the future…

Ahem—Ahem—That's a little too far. The Colemans are known for only giving birth to boys, so there's no telling if Dylan can give birth to a daughter. To become in-laws, they would have to bear a daughter.

As he thought about that, he looked at his wife. She was still recovering from her coma, so he had to keep his desires to himself. Now that she no longer has to stay in the hospital, she will need to recuperate a while longer before we can give Scott a sister.

"Mr. Dylan, these are all for you. Have a taste. They're delicious and my favorite snacks." Scott grabbed a packet and gave it to Dylan, looking at him with anticipation and a little reluctance.

Chuckling, Dylan teased, "Don't you like Miss Parker more? Why did you give these snacks to me and not her?"

Scott beamed as he answered honestly, "Miss Parker belongs to you. I like her and want to be close to her because I could smell Mom from Miss Parker before Mom woke up. So, I need to be nice to you so that you let me be close to her."

After listening to his explanation, Dylan was at a loss for words. This child likes Kendall so much because she saved him, and he sensed his mom from her. Even after his mom wakes up and can now speak to him and hug him, his 'Miss Parker' still has an essential spot in his tiny heart.