Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 580

Frank headed upstairs.

Having changed into fresh clothes and put on some light makeup, Amelia was about to walk out of the room when

she saw him. They bumped into each other at the entrance of her room.

Both of them paused in their tracks.

His gaze landed on her face first, but soon, he was attracted by the photo wall in her room. Without hesitation, he

strode into her room.

Instinctively, Amelia tried to stop him, but she failed in her bid. Whatever! He knows my hobby anyway. Over so

many years, I was only caught by him!

Frank studied the photos of the various handsome men stuck on the entire wall. After some time, he finally uttered

with disgust, "Pfft. They're nothing compared to me."

However, she muttered, "But you refuse to have your photo taken."

Back then, she was delighted for an entire day upon successfully sneaking a shot of him. It was challenging to snap

a sneak shot of him, and he was the most handsome man she had ever encountered out of the many she met.

In actuality, he was as handsome as Dylan. She did not have the guts to snap a photo of Dylan, but she dared to

with Frank. She somehow assumed that she would not be caught in her act, but unexpectedly… Gosh, I should

forget about that.

At that moment, Frank noticed Ronnie's photo again. There were more photos of Ronnie than anyone else on the

wall, so it was evident that she was truly in love with him in the past. At that, Frank felt slightly jealous.

"This is for you." Finally, he handed over the bouquet in his arms to Amelia.

"Why did you buy me flowers?" She took the bouquet from him while asking, "You should give me a good reason to

accept the bouquet, right?"

"I gave instructions for my men to dismantle your swing set, which is a mistake, so I'm here to apologize and offer a

gift as a token of my apology. I picked the flowers from this bouquet and wrapped them myself before sending

them over to you. I bought you two jewelry sets too. I don't know whether you'd like them. I've left them downstairs,

so take a look later to see if you do. If you don't, I can buy you the ones you like." As he spoke, he reached out to

remove Ronnie's photos from the wall.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Amelia quickly stopped him.

However, she had a bouquet in her arms, so it was hard for her to stop him. She noticed that he increasingly

removed more of the photos, so, in a fit of anger, she lifted the bouquet in her hands and hit him with it. Instantly,

the petals rained to the ground.

"Amelia!" Frank stopped his action and crumpled the photos in his hand. Then, he grabbed her with his other hand

to stop her from hitting him.

The bouquet was a token of his affection, yet she did not even appreciate it.

"Remove all of them!" He looked her squarely in the eyes and enunciated each word slowly, "Do it, or I'll remove

them myself. All of it!"

"These belong to me, so who are you to remove them? Who do you think you are, huh?! You're nobody! You—"

Suddenly, Frank took Amelia into his arms and held her tightly around the waist possessively. The bouquet ended up

being crushed between the two of them.

She was not in the mood to bother about the state of the bouquet. Her jaw dropped as she glared at the handsome

face right before her. Suddenly, a warm sensation contacted her lips, indicating that he was kissing her. Frank's

kissing me!

Despite his age, he had maintained a celibate lifestyle up till now. Therefore, he behaved clumsily as he pressed his

lips to Amelia's. Nonetheless, this was an innate human behavior, so he managed well without any guidance.

Soon, he got the hang of things and plundered mercilessly at her sweet lips.

She came to her senses and struggled to get away, but it was too late. He swooped in and stole a kiss firmly.

When he released her, she blushed crimson out of embarrassment and anger before shoving him aside.

Subsequently, she flung the crushed bouquet at him angrily and turned around to run out of the room.

"Amelia." Frank quickly raced after her and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

"Amelia!" He tightened his grip on her and refused to let go. He was at a loss for what to say, so he said her name

repeatedly.

Slightly aggrieved, she struggled hard to get out of his arms but to no avail. She turned around and grabbed his

collar, vividly upset. Then, she questioned, "What am I to you, Frank? Am I a replacement for Kendall? I know you

wanna get close to her, but she hates you. You miss her, so that's why I'm here, right?"

"No, that's not true!" Frank growled at her, "I've never regarded you as her replacement. You're you, and you have

nothing to do with her."

Amelia was taken aback as she replied instantly, "You're lying! You're a liar! You loved her and have done everything

for her! Even till now, you're siding with her!"

"That's because I owe that to Kendall and her daughter!"

At that moment, Amelia was once again caught by surprise. She knew Frank was talking about his dream. In his

dreams, did he see the outcome, so that's why he gave up on Kendall but owed it to her?

"Amelia, I'm not sure when I started to have feelings for you. In the past, I pursued Kendall relentlessly, but I didn't

love her at all. I just kept having dreams of a baby girl and thought she was mine. That's why I pursued Kendall

relentlessly because I wanted to get my baby back. Now, I finally realized that I wasn't in love with her. I was just

obsessed with getting my baby back. Amelia, you're the one I'm in love with."

Frank had met up with Dylan twice and spent a few hundred million on consultation fees, but ultimately, he realized

that it was better to confess his feelings transparently. At the very least, he wanted Amelia to be aware that he was

in love with her.

After his confession, he finally comprehended fully that he had been merely obsessed with the baby; there was no

romantic love for Kendall.

If he had loved her, he would not have fallen for Amelia in just a couple of months.

He was generally apathetic and did not develop feelings for someone that easily. The moment he fell for someone,

it would likely be forever.

He found it tough to develop a relationship because he took things seriously, so over these years, he chose to

remain single and refused to take a shot at developing one. He was worried he would end up hurt at the end of the

day.

"Amelia, I've seriously never regarded you as Kendall's replacement. I was never in love with her. Sure, I still care

about her and would do things for her, but that's because I owe that to her. I don't dare to disclose the reason to

you because I'm afraid I will lose you forever if I do. I'm aware that I'm not a nice guy. I've done a lot of horrible

things, but I'm willing to turn over a new leaf for your sake. I want to become a better man. Don't worry. I would

never want you to sever ties with Kendall because of me."

As much as Amelia wished to know the reason, she did not prod, seeing that he refused to tell. Perhaps he was

right. It might not be good if he told the truth.

"Amelia, do you like me? You seem to enjoy keeping a collection of handsome men on your wall. I'll be glad to have

you photograph me and occupy your entire wall! I don't want these other men on your wall. They piss me off! I just

wanna rip them all off and burn them into ashes."

This is the woman I love, and I want her all to myself. I won't let anyone else share her!

Amelia remained speechless as he continued, "One more thing—I've reinstalled the swing set. I told them not to do

it 'cause I want you to remember that I was the one who installed it for you. I want you to remember the things I

did for you and how much I care for you."

She looked at him silently, but her mind was a mess. She was not sure whether to trust his words. I thought none of

us would have to come to this day…