Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 504

Only then did Toddy remember that today was not only his boss' birthday, it was also Valentine's Day. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

He went on and saw how every contact on his WhatsApp was busy showing off how they celebrated their Valentine's Day.

As he continued to scroll, he finally landed on Emma's WhatsApp Stories today.

She posted the breakfast she made, which had a variety despite its small portion. She ate alone, after all.

There was also a rectangular velvet jewelry box on the dining table. He guessed that the box contained a necklace and beside the box was a bouquet of bright and eye-catching roses.

He was so hungry he could drool and go crazy when he saw her breakfast.

And when he saw the jewelry box and bouquet, his eyes went wide, and his handsome face turned as dark as coal. How he wished he could reach in and throw away the items!

He swiftly put the parcel aside and forgot about his noodles as he turned around to leave.

After leaving the main house, he saw a wilting pot of roses in his yard. He gave it some thought and eventually stepped forward to pick up the dying flowers. He continued to walk out and turn right to set off on a journey that then took him ten minutes.

Emma, on the other hand, was languidly watching television. It was about 7.00AM when she posted the story and now it was around 9.00AM.

On the coffee table were some fruits she bought today and snacks she made.

It felt heavenly to be able to watch TV while she munched on food.

She wasn't quite happy to answer the door when the bell rang.

"Who is it?" she yelled.

When the doorbell continued to ring, she had to put down the remote control and get up to open the door.

The moment she opened the door, she froze when she saw Toddy. "Mr. Heller?" she finally asked. "What a surprise." Seeing him holding a pot of dying roses, she frowned even more and asked, "What are you doing here with the flowers?"

She could tell at a glance that this was the pot she bought for him.

In the past, she helped him take care of the flowers and plants in his yard, and they grew beautifully. Hundreds of flowers would be in full bloom whenever spring came. The beautiful flowers that filled his yard were always his neighbors' target of envy.

It hadn't even been that long since the last time she saw the plants and yet, the potted roses were already on the verge of dying.

He was the one who went to pick her up when she got drunk at the Coleman Residence last time. When she woke up at his house, she noticed that the flowers and trees in the yard were not growing well.

"What, you're not going to invite me in?"

Hearing that, she quietly tilted her body and allowed him entry.

Toddy carried the pot of roses that was about to die to the balcony. Putting it down, he then turned to Emma who followed after him. "You bought this potted flower," he started. "I don't have time to take care of it, so I sent it here for you to take care of it. Think of it as a present from me when the flowers bloom."

A bouquet would wilt in just a few days. He would rather give her a whole pot that could bloom every now and then.

She had green fingers.

Even her balcony had turned into a mini garden because of her ability.

"It's almost dead anyway. I'm afraid there's no saving this pot. Just throw it away."

Wanting to dispose of the pot, she stepped forward to pick it up.

"Emma." Toddy stopped her and gazed at her with his dark eyes. "You can at least try to save it. There might still be a chance."

"I'd rather buy a new pot than spend my energy on that."

She then threw his hand away and carried the pot of wilted roses to the trash can outside.

She only went back into her unit after a moment of silence.

As soon as she went back in, she saw the man slashing through the vase of roses with a pair of scissors she bought herself when she did her grocery shopping this morning.

She decided to spend her Valentine's Day without a lover by buying herself flowers and a necklace to get in the Valentine's Day mood.

"Mr. Heller, what are you doing?!"

She quickened her steps to snatch the scissors out of his hand, but still, she was too late.

Even if she managed to take the weapon away, her roses had been cut by him.

He had also destroyed those delicate flowers.

What the hell is wrong with him?!

"You threw away my flower. It's only fair that I cut the flowers in your vase."

His tone was so confident she would have jabbed the scissors at him in a fit of anger.

The man was content as he looked at the ruined flowers on the floor.

He wanted to cut the flowers that anyone else gave her.

She can only take flowers from me!

"You said so yourself that I was the one who bought the potted plant. I paid a few hundred for it. And since you didn't pay me, it's supposed to belong to me! Why does it matter to you if I throw my flowers away? You cut my bouquet, you—"

"I'll make up for it with a big bouquet," he finished off her words for her.

"I don't care for your bouquet. You can pay me back with money. It's Valentine's Day. Rose bouquets are very expensive. You can compensate me a thousand."

With the pair of scissors in one hand, Emma stretched out the other hand and asked for his money.

"A thousand? Fine. I'll compensate you for it." He took out his phone and transferred her 1430, and even added a note at the amount transferred. 'Happy Valentine's Day, Emma!'

She refused to accept the money when she saw it. "I want cash. Don't transfer it to me."

"I didn't bring my wallet." He continued to act dumb.

Of course, she wouldn't believe his words as she pointed at the pocket of his pants.

"It's bulging. Your wallet is in your pocket. You have a habit of putting your phone and wallet in the

pocket of your pants," she deadpanned.

"Oh, I did bring my wallet but it's empty."

"Who are you trying to fool? You always have more than ten thousand in cash in your wallet."

She had admired and pursued him for many years after all. It was only natural that she was familiar with his habits.

"I-I'm hungry." Toddy ignored her words and walked toward the kitchen. "I saw your Stories that you made a lot of delicious food. I'm sure you haven't finished it yet. I'll warm it up. I haven't had breakfast yet. I'm so hungry I could die."

Again, Emma was tempted to stab him in his back with the scissors.

Shameless man!

Just go ahead and starve to death!

Toddy let out a relieved sigh when Emma didn't chase after him or ask for the money.

She hadn't accepted the money he transferred her either.

Seeing the breakfast that Emma hadn't finished, he took it to the stove to warm it up.

That was when his thoughts started to drift back to the past.

In the past, she would always prepare a sincere Valentine's Day present for him no matter what.

She would then wait for him at the entrance of the area in the wee hours of the morning.

The moment she saw him, she would happily hop over with a bright smile on her face.

"Toddy, it's Valentine's Day today. I got you a gift," she would say.

However, her eagerness when she passed him the presents through the car window would always be a cold one. "I don't need a Valentine's gift from you. You and I don't celebrate that together."

He would then step on the gas and drive off while he rolled up the window.

Through the rearview mirror, he would see her frozen in the same pose she handed him the presents while she watched him leave with a sad look on her face.

Her smile would slowly fall into a flat line.

He still remembered what she said when she woke up the next day after he carried her back from the Coleman Residence.

She said she was exhausted.

She didn't want to go after him when all he did was run away.

It seemed that he had lost a good woman who had given him her whole heart.