Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 681

Chapter 681 Stealing a Kiss

"That explains why your car broke down on the highway."

"I'll drive a better car the next time I head out to pick you up," Ethan promised sheepishly. "So sorry about this, Amy. It's not that I didn't want to come and get you. My car just wouldn't cooperate."

"It's fine. I'm not mad at you. I'll head back once I'm done eating."

Ethan gave Amelia a few reminders before hanging up.

Once he was off the phone, he turned to Frank's bodyguards and said, "I did as you requested. Am I allowed to leave now?"

"This was our idea, Mr. Taylor. Mr. Mendelson had no part in this, so please don't hold it against him. I'm sure you've seen what he has done recently for your sister's sake."

Joshua and the other bodyguards made sure to distance Frank from their little trick. In reality, they were indeed acting on their own accord.

After receiving the order from Frank, they left the airport and headed back to the city. When they heard that Ethan would be picking Amelia up at the airport, Joshua and the rest of the bodyguards jumped into action. They found Ethan and stopped him by the side of the road.

They prevented Ethan from picking Amelia up so that Frank could get an opportunity to spend more time with her.

Frank had been pining for Amelia the whole time, and now that she was finally back, the bodyguards wanted to make sure they had some alone time.

This was the only thing they could do for Frank.

They fervently hoped that their boss would seize this chance to convince Amelia to forgive him.

"Our hearts ache for Mr. Mendelson, so that's why we took matters into our own hands and stopped you, Mr. Taylor. Please rest assured. I'm sure Ms. Taylor will get home safely. Mr. Mendelson will personally escort her home."

Ethan remained silent for a few moments before he chuckled. "When I saw you guys, I figured that Mr. Mendelson must've gone to the airport. Fine. Since his feelings are so deep that he stayed outside our house the whole time, I won't bear any ill-will toward him for this. But, regardless of what he does for Amy in the future, I hope you guys don't try to interfere again. If he can't touch Amy's heart with his own sincerity, Amy wouldn't want to marry him and as her family, we wouldn't approve either."

While Ethan thought that Frank was someone he could trust to marry Amelia, he took her side no matter what.

Furthermore, after seeing everything Frank had done for Kendall in the past, Ethan wanted to see what he would do for Amelia.

"Don't worry, Mr. Taylor. We won't be doing this again."

In all honesty, Joshua didn't mean what he said, but he was able to look sincere enough that Ethan trusted him.

Meanwhile, Amelia grumbled under her breath as she put her phone away.

"Since brother Ethan can't come, Amy, why don't you ride home with me?" Frank asked gently.

"Who are you calling brother? That's my brother, not yours."

"Since he's your brother, it makes him my brother too!"

Amelia was speechless.

"Tell the truth, Frank. Did you do something? Did my brother's car really break down, or did you get your people to stop him from coming to pick me up?"

Here I was, thinking he'd become more considerate of others now. Alas, there's no praising this man. You'd be proven wrong as soon as you do.

"I didn't! I swear I didn't!"

Frank refused to admit it, and fair enough, it wasn't him.

He didn't give such an order.

"Really?"

Amelia was still suspicious.

"If I did what you suspect of me, then may I never get to marry you!" Frank swore.

This was the most vicious swear he could come up with.

Amelia couldn't say anything to that.

Her cheeks slowly turned pink.

Too afraid to meet his intense gaze, she lowered her head and resumed eating.

They were both hungry and soon polished off the food in front of them.

"Is this your first meal of the day?" Amelia asked as she wiped her mouth with her napkin.

"How did you know?"

Amelia glared at him. "You're a grown man in your thirties, so why are you acting like a three-year-old? You always starve yourself whenever things don't go your way. Sooner or later, you'll ruin your digestive system. Let's see how you endure the suffering then."

In the past, he would lock himself in his room and refuse to eat or drink anything whenever he felt hurt because of Kendall. Desmond would fret and seek out Amelia's help.

"I-I wanted to come and pick you up at the airport, so I forgot to eat. Do I look ugly now, Amy?"

"You look all scruffy, scrawny, and haggard right now, so what makes you think you look good? If all the women who were infatuated with you took a look at you now, you wouldn't be the man of their dreams anymore."

Frank chuckled. "I don't want to be the man of their dreams anyway. I just want to be the man of your dreams."

Amelia was speechless.

Ethan wasn't coming, and as Amelia had turned down Kendall's offer earlier, she had no choice but to accept Frank's offer to give her a ride home.

Along the way, neither one of them spoke much. Amelia was exhausted from the flight. She leaned against the seat to stare out the window and her eyes slowly drifted shut. She couldn't take it anymore and decided to nap for a short while.

She ended up falling fast asleep.

When things seemed too quiet, Frank turned to look at Amelia and realized she was sleeping.

He quickly adjusted the air-conditioning to make the temperature a little higher in case she felt too cold.

It was 9.00PM by the time they got back to Taylor Residence.

Thankfully, they had eaten at the airport before making the trip back, or otherwise, they would have been starving.

After stopping the car outside Taylor Residence, Frank didn't honk to get someone to open the gate. He turned and stared silently at Amelia's sleeping profile. She had ended her trip in a hurry and rushed home, so she must be exhausted.

Frank couldn't bear to wake her up.

He leaned over and gently stroked her hair before swiftly withdrawing his hand out of fear that she would wake up.

However, after seeing that Amelia showed no signs of stirring, he got bolder and gently caressed her face this time.

His fingers glided across her cheeks, eyes, nose, and lips. It was as if his fingers wanted to keep a record of her entire face.

This alone wasn't enough to make up for all of Frank's longing. He glanced at the house. Even though the lights were on, no one knew that they were parked outside the house. No one came out to check on things, so all was quiet around them with not a single soul in sight.

Frank immediately undid his seatbelt and leaned even closer to Amelia's face before gingerly giving her a soft peck on the lips.

Although he regretted his recklessness when he forced a kiss on her back then, he missed the touch of her lips against his.

He wanted to do it again. Not just once. Countless times. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Afraid that he might wake Amelia up, he simply brushed his lips against hers before hastening back to his seat and eyeing her carefully.

Amelia was still sound asleep.

However, just a few moments later, her eyes opened.

Amelia was still feeling rather drowsy. As she straightened up, she looked out the window and rubbed her eyes before asking Frank, "Have we arrived?"

"Only just. I was going to wake you up, but you woke up before I could," Frank replied. He was immensely glad that he had withdrawn in time instead of attempting to deepen the kiss. Otherwise, if he had woken Amelia up, he would've given her a terrible fright yet again.

"Oh," Amelia said a little embarrassedly. "I only wanted to nap for a bit, but I ended up sleeping for so long."