Love Knows No Bounds

Chapter 11

The sweet smile on Kendall's face sent a sparkle through Dylan's eyes, and it also made Jackson gape at her for a few extra seconds because he didn't think that she would have the nerves to smile in front of Dylan much more greeting him.

To turn down the marriage, she went to Master Dylan and slit her wrist in front of him, thus offending him, Jackson thought. By right, she should be terrified of him…

"Hmph!" Dylan snorted indifferently. "What a coincidence!"

The nerve of her to go on a date with her lover and even buy him clothes! Did she think that her rightful husband by law was dead?

"This shirt…" Dylan extended his hand and said, "Show it to me."

Immediately, she passed the shirt to him, and he looked at it pretentiously after taking it from her hands. Then, he tossed it back to her as he commented, "This shirt doesn't look good, and the material is not good enough. However…" His eyes drifted to Jackson and stopped on him for a couple of seconds before saying indifferently, "It's suitable for Mr. Whittle."

Whatever it was, he didn't wear clothes like this because all of his clothes were specially tailored to him by top-notch designers, and they only used the best fabrics.

The shop manager's face flinched a little, and he hurriedly explained, "Master Dylan, we're the franchise store of a renowned brand known worldwide. Hence, the quality of our material is definitely the best."

As Dylan had a considerable influence in Orapolis, the business of their store, as well as the sales of the brand, would be affected if he complained that the brand's quality wasn't good enough.

"It's not good if I say so. Regardless, I never wear anything from your brand," Dylan argued emotionlessly, and the store manager's face turned even paler as cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Dylan, I didn't pick this shirt for Mr. Whittle. He's unrelated to me, so why should I buy him gifts? Actually, I'm planning to buy this for you, but forget it if you don't like it. I thought this is a rather good brand."

Finally, Kendall found the chance to explain herself, and everyone gaped at her, dumbfounded, including Dylan, who was shocked beyond words because he didn't expect her to be shopping for himself.

However, his shocked expression was only there for a split second, and he took the shirt from Kendall's hands again when he quickly recovered his nonchalant expression. Once again, he looked at it pretentiously and appeared as if he was forcibly accepting it. "It's not embarrassing to wear this."

"So, should I buy it, Dylan?" Kendall asked.

Then, he threw the shirt back at her, rolled his wheelchair away, and said imperiously, "That's up to you."

Hurriedly, his bodyguards went behind him and pushed him out of the store. While the store manager and the other workers sent him off, they bid him goodbye politely. "Please watch your step, Master Dylan."

Kendall pursed her lips as she thought that her husband really loved to make grand gestures, even with trifle matters such as shopping. His visiting a shop was akin to making a trip as royalty.

With all that said, did he like this shirt in the end or not? Before he left, he said that this wasn't an embarrassing shirt to wear, so did it mean that he could accept it? Regardless, she decided to buy the shirt.

If he didn't like it, she would bring it to her brother, Nelson Woods, who was the eldest son of her adopted mother.

At the same time, Jackson waited until Dylan had left before he turned to gaze at Kendall with a complicated look in his eyes.

Unfortunately, Kendall couldn't be bothered with him as she made the payment and left with the shirt.

"Kendall," he called, going after her. "Kendall, why are you buying clothes for Master Dylan?"

The whole time, he thought that she was shopping for him.

Without even so much as a glance at him, she answered flatly, "What does this have to do with you, Mr. Whittle?"

Caught in stunned silence, Jackson was not the least used to how Kendall was now—distant and aloof. She was no longer the woman whose eyes sparkled whenever she saw him and whose thoughts revolved around him all the time.

Right then, Cameron called Kendall. She had just parked the car and entered Wealthy Luck Street, but she had no idea where Kendall was.

Kendall picked up the call and told her to wait for her at the entrance of L.E. Boutique.

After she hung up the call, she felt that Jackson was still following her, so she stopped in her tracks before spinning around and asking him stonily, "Why are you still following me, Mr. Whittle?"

"Kendall, you're acting very weird toward me today. Are you mad at me for not visiting you?" he asked timidly.

She let out a cold chuckle in her heart as she felt that she had an outstanding tolerance level for not choking him to death on the spot, and he was expecting her to be as kind to him as she did in her past life?

In your dreams! she thought.

"Am I acting weird to you, Mr. Whittle? Am I not the same? Mr. Whittle, I'm busy and have to go now. Please stop following me. Or else, I'll call the police and have you arrested for stalking and harassment."

Quietly, Jackson watched her. She has changed, but why? Kelly said that she changed after she was sent home by the Colemans. What happened to her when she was at the Colemans?
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