Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 569

Chapter 569

Because of Frank's intervention, the nearly assembled swing was disassembled.

Amelia, on the other hand, walked away after feeling exhausted from all the grumbling. She feared she would strangle Frank if she stayed any longer.

However, a large hand clasped her wrist, stopping her from taking another step.

Of course, she didn't need to turn around to know it was Frank. After all, there were just the two of them here.

After wresting her arm away to no avail, Amelia turned around and snapped, "Let go, Mendelson, or I'll stop playing nice! Don't go around thinking I'm a pushover! Back then, I just didn't want to stoop to your level, not that I'm afraid of you!"

Frank beamed in response, and Amelia thought he looked incredibly good-looking, especially when his eyes would curve into crescents in addition to his handsomeness.

"What are you smiling at?" Amelia huffed after coming to her senses, made baffled by his smile.

"At the way you're threatening me. It's amusing. Amy, not even Kendall can stand a chance against me, so what more you, a genuine damsel with no way of defending herself? I can throw you to the ground single-handedly."

"Don't call me Amy!" Amelia chided.

"These lips are mine. I can call you whatever I want. Seal them shut if you don't want to hear me call you Amy. Better yet, seal my lips with yours—ouch!"

Frank's audacious harassment toward Amelia earned him a stomp on his feet expectedly, leaving him in great pain.

Actually, given his agility, Amelia wouldn't have succeeded if he wanted to dodge. However, he didn't. He just let the young woman do whatever she wanted to him.

"Serves you right!"

Amelia didn't feel sorry at all. In fact, she wrested her hand away and turned while he was feeling the pain.

"Amelia." Frank grabbed her hand once more.

Genuinely vexed this time, Amelia turned around and sank her teeth into the back of his hand.

As painful as it was for Frank, he still never let go.

In the end, it was Amelia who loosened her grip from feeling bad for him. As she looked at the obvious bite mark, she was certain the back of his hand would bleed if she bit harder.

Frank, on the other hand, fell into a trance when he looked at the bite mark on his hand.

The recollection of when he went to barricade Kendall with his men came to him. At the time, he impeded the young woman in the middle of a road. He wanted her to get into his car, but she refused, and the two ended up in a fight. Kendall obviously wasn't a match for him, but she gave him a merciless bite on the back of his hand that resulted in bleeding toward the end.

"It's not bleeding. Don't even think about getting monetary compensation from me," Amelia growled, using the malicious attitude to conceal her guilt and aching heart.

Frank came to himself in response and looked toward the young woman.

She wasn't Kendall, but he tolerated her audacity.

She was the second woman he wanted to have a closer relationship with and also the one who was inadvertently entering his heart and shoving Kendall away from it.

No, that wasn't right. Kendall was an obsession, not love. The feeling stemmed from his obsession with the baby girl. He was only obsessed with Kendall because he wanted the baby girl to return to him. Amelia, however… It was true love with her.

"Only two women have ever bitten my hand. One's Kendall, and the other's you. Kendall's in the past now. She's Coleman's… It's impossible that I'll ever steal her away from him."

After all, who but himself was to blame for sending Kendall right into Dylan's bed?!

It was he who single-handedly brought about this ending.

There was nothing he could do even if he rued the day as all that had happened in his dreams. He couldn't rewrite the ending even if he wanted to.

"I now genuinely wish Dylan and Kendall's marriage would last to the end of their time and that the baby would arrive soon."

That way, he could become a godfather to the child. Dylan had turned him down, however, refusing to let him become the baby's godfather.

As if I care if you'll agree to it or not! I'm her godfather for good once she comes!

"The bite hurts, Amy. Don't you think you should be held responsible for the injury you've caused?" Frank's outrageous words rendered Amelia stupefied for a long time before she was able to come to her senses.

"Held responsible?" she rebutted. "You want to hold me responsible when there's barely even a scratch?! You can't screw with me like this even if you want to, Mendelson. Now, let go of me! I want to go home. I'm done entertaining a psycho like you!"

"Do you not want the swing anymore?"

"Don't even bring that up. Look at the swing; look at it! It was already nearly done, but it's now in pieces because of you, and here you are, asking me if I still want the swing?!" Amelia exploded at the mention of the swing.

She had spent the money and asked Desmond to gather a few men to help her assemble the swing, only to have him order for it to be taken apart when it was already nearly done.

"I'll put it up at my own home if you're not going to let me do it here!"

Amelia thought she couldn't let him get the long end of the stick. She was the one who paid for the swing, after all. She had to take it away.

While speaking, Amelia went to gather the pieces.

"I'll help you assemble it," Frank said gravely. "I'll personally assemble the swing for you!"

The young woman was rendered speechless. Don't tell me you had them disassemble it because you want to do it yourself?!

"Amelia, tell me whatever you want. Whatever you need. From now on, I will definitely give you whatever I can, and I will do whatever it takes to give you whatever I can't."

Again, she was rendered speechless.

She went to feel Frank's forehead before feeling hers, then mumbled, "The temperature's fine… Not having a high fever… Why are you rambling nonsense?"

"I'm not rambling nonsense, Amelia. I mean it. Whatever Dylan can do for Kendall, how happy of a life Kendall has now, I can do the same for you. I can give you a happy life too. I can have you on par with Kendall."

Meanwhile, Amelia gazed at him, and as she gazed, a revelation came to her.

Her face paled gradually as she bit down on her lip, looking absolutely aggrieved, stumping Frank.

What did I say wrong?! I mean every word I just said! Whatever Dylan can do for Kendall, I can do it for you too! I can make you the happiest woman in the world, just like how happy Kendall is now. Aren't you envious of her? Sh*t, why is she aggrieved? Why isn't she touched that I let her be on par with Kendall?! Frank was totally bewildered.

Alas, the man had a high IQ but low EQ.

Amelia, on the other hand, had assumed he saw her as Kendall's double and that he even wanted to use Dylan's way of doting on Kendall on her.

Did he really think doing that would make her happy? Of course not! She'd rather he remained the same. Sure, she would always be rendered livid, but it was his way of treating her and only her. Different from the way Kendall would be treated.

Amelia was well aware of how much Dylan babied Kendall, and it was a fact that she was envious of her best friend. However, it didn't mean that she was happy to be Kendall's double.

I thought I was different from him… Huh, it's all but in my head. I've been thinking too highly of myself, believing that I'm someone to you, that I'm charming enough to pull you back from Kendall… All but a dream!