Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 100

His grandmother and parents had said that Dylan was barely hanging on, so he and his youngest

brother would have to have more children. Then, they'd each give up a child to be listed as Dylan's, so

the man could have two children under his name at the very least.

Even though Yoseph was still single at the moment, he didn't want any of his future kids to be listed as

anyone else's, not even his own brother's.

If Dylan recovered, he and his youngest brother wouldn't have to be pressured to give up their children,

so the family conflict would be resolved.

Dylan didn't reply right away. Instead, he revealed what Kendall said in the room. In a low voice, he

said coldly, "Kendall said that she could only look at the food instead of eating it, so she was especially

angry when she bit me fiercely on the lips."

Yoseph's bright eyes immediately dulled, and even Amos, who was listening intently, had a look of

disappointment on his face.

He thought that Dylan had recovered.

At that moment, Kendall carried the food out and placed it on the dining table in the dining hall. When

she heard Dylan and his brother speaking, she walked out and said, "Yoseph, do you want to stay for

breakfast?"

Before Yoseph could answer, Dylan said coldly, "He's a picky eater, so he only eats the breakfast

prepared for him in his own kitchenette."

Yoseph was speechless, for the pickiest eater here was none other than Dylan himself.

Even though Yoseph was quite particular about his food as well, that was because he was in charge of

Dynasty Hotel. He had tasted various delicacies before, and his tongue became too used to it.

However, it was nothing compared to Dylan.

Moreover, there were no chefs assigned to the kitchenette at his place—he was the best chef he could

ask for.

"Since I'm here already, I'll have breakfast with you, Dylan."

Yoseph stayed shamelessly.

"That's right. Since you're already here, let's have breakfast together."

Kendall had been staying at the Coleman Mansion for some time now. Dylan's place was like a

prohibited area to other members of the Coleman Family, so people rarely came over except for

Dylan's bodyguards. Even when Vivian came to deliver Tilly's orders, she would wait outside instead of

coming in.

Dylan's younger brothers had never been here before, and Yoseph's visit today was a surprise.

Worried that Dylan would chase him out, Yoseph went into the dining hall immediately.

When he saw that the breakfast Kendall prepared only consisted of porridge and two simple dishes, he

frowned and said to her, "This is how you take care of Dylan? A bowl of porridge and two simple

dishes?"

He felt as if he could still smell the fragrant scent of chicken soup he caught when he came in.

Dylan, who walked in after him, said coldly, "If you don't like it, you can leave."

"Dylan, this is too simple of a meal. It doesn't have enough nutrients. Right now, your body needs

ample nutrients at all times."

Yoseph thought that the breakfast Kendall prepared was too simple. They were, after all, the

Colemans. Everyone in their family had luxurious meals every day.

As the head of the Colemans, Dylan's breakfast only consisted of a bowl of porridge and two simple

dishes. Yoseph thought it undeserving of Dylan, and he felt that Kendall was failing terribly as his wife.

The breakfast prepared for Dylan in the main kitchen was much better and suitable for him.

"I've told you—if you don't like it, just leave and go back to your own place."

Yoseph didn't dare say anything anymore.

"I only prepared breakfast for me and Dylan, so now that you're staying, we both have to halve our

portions to make one full bowl for you. If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it. That way, we'd be

able to eat more."

Yoseph was speechless.

Just as expected of a couple!

Kendall went into the kitchen again and poured out a bowl of chicken soup for Dylan. Then, she placed

a large drumstick in another bowl. She carried the two bowls outside and placed them at Dylan's seat.

Then, she helped him to the dining table while saying gently, "The soup you're drinking is the very first

bowl. There are two drumsticks in total; one for you, and another for my mom."

There wasn't much expression on Dylan's handsome face, but from the slightly upturned corners of his

mouth, it was obvious that he was in a good mood today.

She washed the lunchbox clean and poured the remaining chicken soup inside. She put some chicken

into the lunchbox, then plated the remaining chicken and carried them outside. She placed it in front of

Yoseph and said, "Since you think my breakfast doesn't have enough nutrients, you can have this plate

of chicken."

Yoseph was going to say something about it, but when he looked up to see Dylan's fierce gaze, he

immediately feared for his life. He hastily lowered his head, then quickly took some chicken and ate it.

Only God knew he hadn't had chicken in forever.

Meanwhile, Tilly finished breakfast in the main house while her granddaughter accompanied her. Then,

she took some napkins and wiped her mouth elegantly before gently asking Tia as the woman stood

waiting by the side, "When did Kendall come home last night? I asked her to wait for me, so why didn't

she do so?"

Kendall didn't seem to respect Tilly at all.

Tia answered, "Old Madam Coleman, it was 10.00PM by the time Young Mistress Kendall returned.

She was going to wait for you to wake up, but Young Master Dylan wanted supper, so he got Mr. Miller

to come over and fetch her."

Tilly chuckled. "Dylan is so protective of her! I simply asked her to stand for a night, but Dylan is

already urging her to go home with silly excuses. Never mind, as long as he likes it."

No matter how much Tilly disliked Kendall, as long as Kendall could please her grandchild and help

with the rehabilitation, she would still be useful. She wouldn't trouble Kendall too much and would allow

the latter to spend peaceful days with the Coleman Family.

She could wait until Dylan recovered to chase Kendall out, after all.

In the past, she had asked the Parkers to let Kendall marry Dylan since he was disabled. No matter

how much the young girls in the upper-class society of Orapolis admired him before, they refused to

marry the current Dylan. Tilly was out of options, and that was why she went to the Parkers.

If Dylan had recovered, Kendall wouldn't even have the right to touch his shoes. Naturally, Tilly didn't

want to keep her.

"Young Mistress Kendall is taking good care of Young Master Dylan, though. I heard from Mr. Miller that

Young Mistress Kendall doesn't fear Young Master Dylan's temper. She's quite thick-skinned."

Tilly smiled. "Is she really that thick-skinned?"

"If she didn't catch Dylan's eye, she wouldn't be able to stay no matter how thick-skinned she is either."

Tia nodded in agreement.

After that incident, Dylan's temper had turned so foul that no one could handle him.

Kendall managed to stay because Dylan probably wanted to prank her, and just like what Tilly said, she

fitted Dylan's taste in women somewhat, so she was able to stay longer.

"Alice, come have a walk with me."

Tilly changed the subject.

Alice agreed softly. Then, she stood up and walked with Tilly out of the main house.

After strolling around the yard in the main house, Tilly spoke to her granddaughter. "Alice, why don't we

visit your elder brother?"

"Won't we disturb his rest?"

"We'll just have a look. If he's resting, we can come back here."

Alice nodded repeatedly. "Alright."

Hence, the two made their way to Dylan's place.

When they walked into his place, they saw the yard filled with potted flowers. They thought they had

come to the wrong place, so they turned around instinctively to leave. Two steps later, Tilly stopped in

her tracks, turned around, and took another glance. She then said to her granddaughter, "Alice, I

remember this is where your elder brother lives. We didn't come to the wrong place, did we?"

Tilly chuckled. "Dylan is so protective of her! I simply asked her to stand for a night, but Dylan is

already urging her to go home with silly excuses. Never mind, as long as he likes it."