Love Knows No Bounds

Chapter 325

Yoseph put on a gloomy face intentionally. "You're right. I can't stick them back."

"Well, I've already plucked them out, so if you don't like them, you can just throw them away," she muttered. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"It'd be a shame to throw these away. Well, I guess I have no choice but to keep them. However, I don't have a vase that's large enough to keep all these flowers," he said.

Jane shot him a glare. "What's this? Do you expect me to give you a vase as well?"

"You're too stingy—I know you wouldn't do such a thing," he replied. She reached her hand out to pinch his handsome face. "I know what you're doing—you're trying to trigger me. It's no use. Let's go. I want to visit the Pet Palace. The pets there are adorable, and I love the place!" This time, it was Yoseph who had an armful of flowers as he walked beside Jane.

"Do you want to buy a few dogs and leave them in the Pet Palace? Then, when you get bored, you can always visit them there. You can bring them out if Dylan's not around," Yoseph suggested. The people in Coleman Family would only keep their pets in their own households if they lived a distance away from Dylan. Anyone who stayed near him would have to keep their pets in the Pet Palace, where professionals would take care of them.

Yoseph himself had a dog and a cat there. Both his pets had a full coat of white fur and were extremely adorable. "Don't you have pets? From what I remember, you've had a pet dog and a pet cat for a really long time now, right?" Jane asked.

"It has been a while," he replied.

"Haven't you gotten any puppies or kittens from them?" Jane asked again.

"…No." Jane was silent for a while and mumbled something after that, but Yoseph couldn't hear what she said. "Feisty," he said after a few seconds.

"Yeah?"

"I can gift you a few dogs from Pet Palace," he offered.

Jane smiled at his words. "Thanks, but no thanks. I like playing with them, but I don't have the patience to care for them. If I were to have a pet, I'd have a pet tortoise. Tortoises are easy to care for, and we don't need to feed them during winter. So that's easy," Jane reasoned.

"You're just lazy!" Yoseph replied. "Kendall likes pets a lot, so Dylan gave her a pet dog and a Ragdoll cat. Still, I believe they had a few arguments over this issue of having pets at the start."

"Who gave in in the end?" Jane was interested.

"Did you not hear what I said? What do you use your pretty ears for? Are they just for decoration?" he growled. Yoseph's harsh words disrupted their momentary peace once more. Then, Jane took the bunch of lotus flowers out of his arms before carrying them and walking toward Pet Palace. "Feisty," Yoseph called. "Jane. Jane Morris!" Yoseph called her thrice, but she didn't respond at all. He rubbed the tip of his nose as he watched her petite figure walking away. Fine. Maybe it's my fault. I guess I'll go home and prepare some yummy breakfast for her.

Dylan and Kendall saw Tilly and Mary chit-chatting with each other when they arrived at the main house. The two old ladies talked the most about their children and grandchildren. "Both Yoseph and Jane are getting old. I wonder if they'll get married this year," Tilly said.

Mary responded with a smile. "Look at how much they bicker! I don't think they're ready for marriage this year. It's July now, and the new year is happening soon," Tilly pointed out. She was in no rush. "Jane just came back a while ago, too. They'll need some time to get used to each other," she added. "You already have grandchildren, so you're probably in no rush. I haven't had one of my own. Dylan might be married, but he…"

The smile on Tilly's face disappeared upon the mention of her eldest online. "We've been friends for tens of years now, Mary. There's something that I'd like to tell you about. Perhaps you can tell Jane about it, so she's mentally prepared." Mary's face turned stern when she saw the serious look on Tilly's face. "Go ahead, Tilly. Regardless of how tough or extreme the situation is, we can always talk about it. As you said, we've been friends for so long."

Tilly responded with a sigh. She clearly found it hard to talk about this matter. After Mary stared at her for a long while, she finally managed to put together a few sentences. "I'm sure you know about Dylan's current situation, Mary. There's hope for his legs, and he's now dedicated to doing physiotherapy daily. He can walk a few yards at once! But when it comes to his reproductive abilities… He doesn't want to see a doctor, and we don't know if he'll ever recover. I spoke to Yoseph and Matthew about it and told them to have more babies so they could each give one of theirs to Dylan. I don't want Dylan to end up all alone—he wouldn't have someone to care for him once he got old."

Mary was silent for a while after that. "I like Jane, and I've always treated her as my granddaughter-in- law. I'm trying my best to make things happen between her and Yoseph, so I thought I'd just let you know so that you can prepare Jane for this matter." A child was their mother's flesh and blood, so it was

naturally hard to have a mother hand her child to someone else.

Mary knew there wouldn't be much difference after handing the child to Dylan. If anything, the child might have more of a chance to become the head of the Coleman Family in their generation. But Mary was just a grandmother, and she felt like she had no right to say yes on behalf of her granddaughter.

"Dylan's reproductive struggles are not confirmed, are they, Tilly? These are just our speculations so far. I think we should convince him to see a professional and get some advice on this. Then, we can plan things out if he really can't function in that manner," Mary suggested. "Jane is my granddaughter, but she's an opinionated woman. She'll have to provide consent before we ever allow Dylan to adopt a child of hers. Perhaps I can bring this up with her someday."

Tilly knew it wouldn't be right to talk about adoption before Jane was even officially a part of the family. "Dylan's a cold and distant man, but he's really nice to Kendall. If he were really functioning in that aspect, we would've probably received good news by now," she lamented with a sigh.

"You don't like Kendall, so you probably don't want her to have Dylan's kids either, right?" Mary asked.

Tilly nearly choked. If Dylan were a regular and healthy man, she wouldn't want Kendall to be the mother to her grandchildren. The couple standing at the entrance heard this entire conversation between the two old ladies. Kendall didn't mind this—she knew that the seniors of the Coleman Family didn't like her from the moment she entered the family. If they don't like me, why did they arrange a marriage with the Parker Family?

Dylan, on the other hand, seemed highly annoyed. "Let's go home, Kendall," he whispered in an icy tone. "Aren't we going in?" she asked. "No," he said firmly.

Kendall knew he was angry, so she didn't try to talk any sense into him. She simply pushed him out of the house. "Young Master Dylan, Mrs. Coleman." Tia happened to return to the house at that very moment, and she greeted the couple with a smile when she saw them. Kendall nodded politely, but Dylan simply ignored Tia. He didn't even look her in the eye. Tia was used to Dylan's icy attitude. She entered the house after the couple had left.