True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 2158

The butler left at that.

Now with only Sylvia and Kendrix, he volunteered to push William's wheelchair while Sylvia followed aside.

She put a blanket on William's lap to prevent him from catching a cold.

Kendrix felt something surging in his heart, seeing her gentleness and patience.

Perhaps he had never thought she had such an attentive side to her.

He couldn't help casting a few more glances at her.

Sylvia stood straight again in no time, asking William, "Great-grandpa, where would you like to go?"

"Just up ahead," William said.

"But Mr. Trevino might have things he needs to see to." Sylvia meant that maybe Kendrix actually didn't want to accompany William on his walk but was too polite to say anything.

"Well, he should speak up if he's busy, or I'll assume he's free." William snorted under his breath, all child-like.

Kendrix smiled, seeming exceptionally patient with William. "I'm free. Don't worry."

"A straight answer, finally." William ridiculed him with a sneer, "Who would've thought."

Kendrix coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

How harsh of William, couldn't he spare him the embarrassment?

He had only always abided strictly by certain principles to spare himself from being stuck in awkward situations and even more so to not hurt others unknowingly.

Sylvia couldn't help snickering, covering her mouth.

Kendrix must be livid, being rendered speechless by William's words.

The happiness she felt was indescribable.

The gloominess she felt earlier was now completely gone.

She admitted she could never think straight facing Kendrix, so she would always be on the losing side.

But William's unconventional behavior managed to tip Kendrix off.

However, she found Kendrix had been very patient and kind, emitting a gentle aura.

Continuing her snicker, she looked at Kendrix, only for him to suddenly turn around and meet her gaze. They locked eyes that instant.

Sylvia froze and covered her mouth, averting her gaze, not daring to keep her laughter any longer. Kendrix's brows furrowed lightly.

However, she still failed in the end, bursting out laughing.

"Haha."

Her laughter put a faint blush to his handsome face.

She caught the reaction and thought it was cute.

It turned out he was so abashed.

Sylvia now had a feeling his usual coldness toward her was only to cover up his shyness.

It was all just a fagade, wasn't it?

He was afraid she would see through his naturally bashful side, so he pretended to be aloof.

But that aloofness was just a cover-up for his lack of confidence.

Kendrix's face was indeed a little flushed from being laughed at, but he didn't say anything.

Hearing Sylvia's laughter, William turned to look at his great-granddaughter.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

However, it only led Sylvia to guffaw. She thought she hadn't been this happy for a long time.

When she did so, brilliance filled her youthful face, making her more enchanting.

Kendrix's heart couldn't help pounding wildly, watching her.

He quickly looked away and focused all his attention on William.

In actuality, it wasn't that funny until her greatgrandfather spoke so solemnly in comparison to Kendrix's silence. "Hahaha."

Sylvia was laughing so hard that she bent over, holding her belly, unable to stop.

A hint of helplessness rose within Kendrix. He hadn't seen her this happy for a long time; how unexpected.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

William also burst into laughter. "I guess it is funny."

"Yeah, Great-grandpa. It really is." Sylvia looked over at her great-grandfather. Her eyes curved into two beautiful crescent moons.

"Well, if you don't hold your laughter back anytime soon, no man will want you," William reminded her with a smile.

"I don't care; I don't need to rely on a man to survive." She finally stopped laughing. "If a man despises me, it is his loss."

It was apparent her words were for Kendrix.

How could the two men not get her hint?

William smiled and nodded. "Of course; it's that guy's loss for despising our Sylvia."

To that, Kendrix rubbed his nose.

William added, "Am I right, Kendrix?"

How should he answer a question where both yes and no were inappropriate? He only nodded in the end.

"You wouldn't despise her, would you?" William asked again.

Stumped, he finally understood where William was going with it.

It seemed that William was fond of digging a hole for people to jump into.

Kendrix couldn't help making a mental note to be on alert lest he falls into one of William's traps.

"Well, Sylvia's adorable." Kendrix could only bite the bullet.

"Adorable?" William repeated his words with a tease in his tone. "Not a bad description of her."

He was praising his great-granddaughter again.

"I'm just telling the truth," Kendrix said placidly.

Stumped, Sylvia was surprised by Kendrix's answer.

Kendrix could tell from her flushed face and gaze that his answer took her aback.

He happened to drift his gaze to her, and their eyes met.

There was some indescribably odd emotion surging beneath that pair of eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat.

It was intense.

Unmissable.

She sensed it came from unutterable pain.

The pain of abiding by his principles.

She smiled, finally having a clear understanding of his thoughts.

She no longer hung up on knowing his answer anymore.

Looking at him, she smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Trevino. I think so too. If someone doesn't like me, it's his loss."

Kendrix stared at her in silence, his gaze fathomless.

Sylvia grimaced and stuck her tongue out at Kendrix.

Seeing her tongue, he swallowed, and his gaze deepened, even more emotions surging within him.

However, she didn't realize it, smiling brilliantly, genuinely joyous.

She knew he didn't hate her at the very least.

He might even actually like her.

So how could she not feel happy at the discovery?

She was like a bird soaring in the sky.

Seeing her smile, Kendrix was finally in a better mood. The aloofness he emitted had now alleviated, and there was a barely visible curvature on his

lips.

The two pushed William's

wheelchair forward. Just as they

were about to turn and enter the main street, they saw a young man pushing a wheelchair with an elderly man sitting on it.

And they were about to come close to each other.

William greeted the elderly man with a smile, "Happy new year, old chap."

"William, happy new year." The elderly man was about William's age, as spirited as him as well.

They exchanged pleasantries happily as if they had known each other for decades.

"Slyvia, this is Mr. Robinson," William introduced.

"Hi, Mr. Robinson." She greeted Robert Robinson politely. "Happy new year."

Robert immediately turned to the

young man pushing his wheelchair,

seeing Sylvia. "Chigo, this is Sylvia,

Mr. Carter's great-grandaughter, the

Jones family's youngest."

Sylvia knew Chigo; he was about Gary and Ernest's age. They often met when they were a lot younger, and he had even held her when she was still

a baby.

"I remember." Chigo smiled, looking

at Sylvia before drifting his gaze

over at Kendrix and said with a line

smile, "I've even held her in my arms when she was still a baby.