"Dad, you will have grandchildren of your own," Dylan announced suddenly.

Ginseng soup helps with fertility, so I bet the soup has alerted the elders at home just the way I want it.

Clearly, Tilly asked Fergus to come and test him, and Dylan was happy to give him a positive answer.

Fergus was overjoyed, but he still remained calm outside. "I will definitely have grandchildren. I never worry about not being able to have grandchildren."

I've got three sons.

Dylan smiled. "Dad, thank you."

His father was a very open-minded parent. If his father could persuade his mother, he believed that his mother's attitude toward Kendall could be slowly reversed.

Dylan didn't expect his mother to treat Kendall as a daughter and only hoped that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could coexist peacefully.

Kendall was not the kind of woman who was submissive.

"Thank you for what? I've never helped much."

"You helped me a lot. I know that."

Fergus smiled and said, "You are my son. It's a matter of course for a father to help his sons within his power. You don't need to thank me. It's too polite and makes our father-son relationship feel distant."

"Dad, tell Grandma that I like raising my own children, and I don't like raising other people's children, even if they're my own nephews."

Not only did he want to tell Tilly that he was normal, but he also wanted her to stop putting pressure on Yoseph and Matthew, which might affect his brothers' marriages.

Fergus knew that his mother had wished for Yoseph and Matthew to have more children in the future so that Dylan could adopt some of their children to avoid Dylan being childless.

Although Yoseph and Matthew did not refuse on the surface, they resisted on the inside.

No one would let go of their child when they were capable of raising them. Tilly's decision would also severely hinder their marriages. If the prospective wives knew that their future children would be adopted by others, could they accept it?

After listening to Tilly's words, Mary was obviously unwilling to accept them.

Fergus smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely tell your grandma."

Dylan was still a normal man, so he could have children of his own, and naturally, he didn't need to adopt his nephews.

"There is another thing I want to ask you to tell her."

"Mhmm. Go ahead. I promise to bring the entire message to your grandma intact."

"Since I have married Kendall, I want to live with her for the rest of my life. My tolerance is limited, and I can't tolerate other women except Kendall!"

Dylan knew that Tilly didn't like Kendall. Even if Tilly saw that Kendall could change him, the older lady still planned to expel her from the family after she transformed Dylan into a good man. Though seemingly impossible, his grandmother planned to arrange for a well-matched woman to be his wife.

"Grandma loves me and Alice the most. So, she probably wants me to be happy. Since she wants me to be happy, don't destroy my happiness. Kendall may not be the best, but I want her, and she's the only one for me. Without Kendall, my world would be in endless darkness."

Without light, there was no happiness.

Fergus looked serious. He knew better than his son to what extent the women in the family disliked Kendall.

Others did not dare to criticize Kendall on the surface, but Tilly and Emily were enough to give Kendall a headache.

"Dylan, I will have a good talk with your grandma and your mother."

"Thank you, Dad."

"Look at you. I've said that there is no need to thank me."

Dylan laughed.

Then, the father and son talked as they walked.

After walking around for a while, they saw Emily and several of the other wives in the back garden.

"Hi, Mom. Hello, ladies." Dylan approached the crowd nonchalantly.

"Hello, Dylan."

The women responded to Dylan's greeting with smiles, and Emily also looked lovingly at her eldest son, whom she was proud of. Every time she saw the other wives trying to curry favor with Dylan, she'd feel proud.

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