Chapter 323

When Kendall thought about Dylan's position in the family and his domineering personality, she knew
that her worries were unnecessary. "Next year. We'll have a kid next year." Kendall wanted to know if
her baby could come back to her once she got pregnant again.

"Let's do it in two years," Dylan suggested.

"One year," she replied.

"Three years," he said.

"What sort of bargaining tactic is that, Dylan?!" Kendall called him out. "Are you worried that I'll put too
much of my focus on the child and neglect you once the child is born?" Dylan felt like someone had just
read his mind right then. He quickly pinned Kendall down before shoving his lips against hers. He
kissed her long enough for her to get dizzy before he pulled himself away.

Kendall lay on the bed and thought about the passionate kiss they had earlier, and she couldn't help
but giggle to herself. He's so obviously jealous. He's jealous of the baby! So that's why he doesn't want
me to get pregnant!

Dylan had gotten changed when he came out to hear Kendall laughing to herself. As he turned to look
at her, he couldn't help but smile as well. Kendall had a habit of giggling and laughing whenever she
was in a good mood—she'd chuckle to herself like a sneaky thief who had just stolen something.
Dylan's mood was always lighter when he saw the happy look on the woman's face.

"Dylan. I have a love letter for you in my bag. I wanted to hand it to you last night, but I forgot about it,"
she hurriedly said while sitting upright. "I bet you got it from Google," Dylan muttered. Despite his witty



comment, his actions revealed the actual excitement he felt. He hurried over to her bag and pulled the
only letter out. Then, he sat in his wheelchair before carefully tearing the letter open.

"I might not be the most romantic or poetic writer, but I promise you that I wrote all of it on my own. I
didn't copy anything from Google. It took quite a while to write it! There was a lot of effort put into this,"
she said huffily. She had taken her time during work to write the letter and genuinely put in a lot of
effort. "My love letter also has more words than the one you gave me," she added.

Dylan pulled the papers out of the letter to see that it was a rather thick stack. Hmm. She did use more
paper than I did. She probably wrote more than me. He had just started feeling hopeful about the first
ever love letter he had received when he opened it up to see the exact words written all over the page.
'I love you, Dylan.' It was apparent that Kendall got tired of writing it midway through, as her words had
started getting messier and messier toward the end.

Dylan stared at the papers speechlessly. She had used up five pieces of paper to write these. Hmm. I
guess she did put in a lot of effort. She probably wouldn't have managed to write all five pages if she
didn't genuinely love me. I knew I wouldn't get a cheesy and poetic letter, anyway. She only wrote the
same sentence even when I told her to write a 10,000-word reflection letter.

Dylan folded the papers and carefully returned them to their envelope before turning to the woman
sitting on the bed. "I'll keep every love letter that I receive from you. Then, when we get a son, and
when our son is trying to win a girl's heart, I'll show him this love letter and teach him how to write one
himself."

"…I spent a really long time writing it, and my hands were sore by the end of it. So are you implying
that my love letter is still not good enough?" she mumbled feebly.



"That's not what I'm saying." Even though her letter left him speechless, as always, he still felt a sweet
sensation in his chest after receiving it. "Are you sure you like it?" she asked. "Yes, I am," he replied.

She beamed. "I sound more sincere than you in the letter, don't I?"

"Yes. You sounded very, exceptionally, extremely, exceedingly sincere," he replied.

"Are you just using a string of words that all have the same meaning? Why does that sound weird?"
she inquired sharply.

Dylan was speechless. Hmm. I guess it does sound pretty weird. About ten minutes later, they headed
out to the porch, where Dylan sat in his wheelchair, watching as Kendall watered the plants. Some of
the plants were wilting, but some had just bloomed. When Kendall saw some pretty flowers, she would
pull her phone out to snap a few pictures before uploading them onto her Instagram.

Dylan seldom used his Instagram, but he would view Kendall's posts when she uploaded them. He was
the first to like the post after she uploaded it. "By the way, Dylan. You have huge lotus plants here,
which are still in bloom. Why don't we go take a look at some of the nice flowers?" It was still too early
for them to go to work, and they had the time to stroll around.

"Come here," Dylan ordered. Kendall walked over to Dylan after putting her mug down. "Bend low," he
continued.

She immediately took two steps back before speaking in a cautious tone. "You're trying to pinch my
face or flick my forehead again! I'm not going to fall for it," she said. He gazed at her amusedly. "You've
gotten smarter."



"I wasn't dumb, to begin with. I only seem a little less intelligent because I'm being compared to
someone like you," she protested.

"Are you saying that I'm the one at fault? Am I wrong for having a high IQ?" he asked. She turned and
stood behind his wheelchair before pushing him out of the porch. Dylan led her to the spot where all the
lotus flowers were located. "You've been here for so long, but you still don't know the way, huh," he
teased.

Kendall was afraid that he would get her to memorize the way around the entire Coleman Mansion
within a limited amount of time, so she hastily spoke up in her own defense. "I've been busy recently!
But I remember the pathways near our house, so I won't get lost again. Look; there are so many lotus
plants here! Let's come here to collect some plants during the weekend, Dylan. I can boil you some
soup with these," she suggested.

He looked up at her face. "You're always thinking about food. Aren't you supposed to attend Jackson's
wedding this weekend?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah. I nearly forgot about that. Will you go with me, Dylan?" she asked with a smile.

"My wife is attending her ex-boyfriend's wedding, so of course, I'll be there to crash the party!" His eyes
turned cold and harsh the moment he said this. Kendall could sense the change in his eyes, and she
was, once more, thankful for her good-enough IQ. She was glad that she had managed to please
Dylan instead of offending him, as she knew that anyone who got on his bad side would have to suffer
for the rest of their lives.

For some reason, Kendall was reminded of the past right then. I was such an idiot in the past. I cut my



wrists to show how much I didn't want to marry Dylan—that was probably equivalent to me stomping on
his pride. Knowing him, he probably would've despised me back then. But that wasn't what he did. He
didn't cause the Parker Family or me any trouble after I rejected him in my past life. When I needed his
help, he was there for me. That doesn't really seem like the man that I know now. Kendall couldn't
figure out the reason for this.

"You're the best, Dylan," she said in the end. "Are you going to return me the favor?" he asked.

"…You have everything that you need, Dylan. What other favors do you want from me?" she asked in
return.

"Well, I do have everything that I need now, but that doesn't mean that I should help you without
expecting anything in return. I'm a businessman—we hate engaging in businesses that result in a loss,"
he replied.

Kendall mumbled to herself for a while before stopping and turning around to pick a lotus flower. This
flower was close to the edge of the deep waters, so it was easy for Kendall to pluck it. Moments later,
the lotus found its way into Dylan's arms.

"This is the interest I'm paying you as a sign of gratitude. You can keep it, for now, darling," she offered.
Daniel nodded as he took a sniff of the lotus flower's scent. "Okay," he said with a smile. Kendall
genuinely wondered if Dylan had lied when he said that he didn’t like flowers. The excited look in his
eyes seemed to have exposed him. It looked like he only claimed not to like flowers because he
wanted to maintain his reputation.



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