Love Knows No Bounds

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"It's best if you stay as a bachelor for the rest of your life and stop scourging other kind ladies!" Jane turned around and left immediately after she growled those words.

Yoseph asked in amusement while looking at her frustrated state, "Is it because of this matter that you are suddenly in a bad mood tonight?"

Jane stopped in her tracks when she heard his question. Then, she turned around to look at him. "You know I am in a bad mood?"

"My night has been peaceful so far."

As Jane's childhood sweetheart, Yoseph knew she liked to go against him and torment him when she was in a good mood. Otherwise, she will not be the Jane Morris I know.

Jane pursed her lips and uttered, "How can you say that—"

"Feisty, look at you, caring so much about this matter. Could it be that I am the man you wish to marry when you return to the country?"

"Stop blowing your own trumpet." Jane refused to admit that.

Yoseph chuckled lowly when he heard her huffy reply, "Kendall once said the same thing too, and do you know what Dylan did? He gave her a 24k gold trumpet and asked her to blow it. That way, she really is blowing her own trumpet. Do you want to learn from Dylan and give me a bejeweled trumpet as a gift as well?"

"You are a grown man, and you can buy any trumpets in the world if you want to! So, why on earth do you need me to give you a bejeweled trumpet as a gift? To increase your net worth? For goodness sake, you are the Young Master Yoseph of the Coleman Family. That title itself is worth a fortune!" Jane said snappishly.

"Well, if you ever did give me a bejeweled trumpet, I will keep it nicely in a cabinet. Then, later, when my daughter grows up and gets married in the future, I shall give it to her as her bridal gift."

"Ha!" Jane sneered, "Are you sure you will have a daughter in the future? Based on the lopsided ratio between your family's future heir and heiress, I am afraid you will only have sons in the future."

As soon as these words escaped Jane's lips, Yoseph was reduced to silence. She is right. The male has always severely outnumbered the female in our family. There was not a single daughter born into this family for the past five generations. It is only until our generation that our family has Alice, the sole beloved heiress. Based on such a ratio, none of us can even declare confidently that there will be a baby girl born into this family in the next generation.

"Jane, does it truly bother you so much if I am to let Dylan adopt one of my children? If—I said if—if I ask you to marry me, will you change your mind and reject this marriage because of this request?"

"I-I don't know. All I know is that I really mind, mainly because I cannot bear to let the child I had conceived for ten months call someone else their parents. I cannot stand it even if that someone else is your biological brother."

Yoseph silently looked at her for a moment before he smiled and said, "Oh, I get it."

Jane glared at him, feeling dissatisfied with his reaction.

Before she could say anything, she heard Yoseph's voice reply, "Dylan had ginseng soup tonight."

"What? Were you the one who cooked it? When did you make the soup? How am I not aware of it?" As soon as she heard the word soup, Jane's eyes lit up without even knowing what other unique ingredients the chef put into the ginseng soup.

Yoseph's laughter suddenly rang in her ears as she was still lamenting about not getting a sip of the soup. Yoseph could not help it. He was amused when he saw Jane looking like a foodie. Therefore, he teased her, "Look at you salivating over a bowl of soup. The foodie soul in you is comparable with Kendall's. She, too, is an ultimate foodie. Also, it was not me who made the soup for Dylan. The chef in the central kitchen made the soup, and it is not suitable for you to drink."

"But it is ginseng soup. How am I not—Dylan drinks ginseng soup—will it work?"

The moment he saw that she had finally understood the situation, he smiled as he remarked, "Dylan never does things that he is uncertain of."

At once, the uneasiness in Jane subsided. So, it turns out that Dylan's condition can be cured!

"Rumors are rumors; we should always take them with a grain of salt."

Yoseph flicked Jane's forehead lightly as he added, "You are a smart lady. Do not simply believe any words the others said."

Like a shot, a realization hit her, and she was stunned to silence. Dylan drinks ginseng soup. This is a good piece of information for me to realize that the chef in the central kitchen may have added some sort of special ingredients in the soup to boost Dylan's stamina in bed tonight, as well as to let me know that Dylan did not lose his s*xual capability at all. No doubt, everyone in the Coleman Family is smart. Ordinary people cannot keep up with their brilliance.

Jane swatted his hand away as she retorted, "I still have a date with the Sandman, so I shall return to my room and get some sleep. Oh, and count me in for the steak you are going to make for breakfast tomorrow."

With that, she went upstairs in a beautiful mood. Yay! I can finally have a beautiful dream tonight!

Yoseph smirked calculatingly when he noticed the skip in her step. This girl—it is apparent that she is hopelessly head over heels for me, yet she refuses to say it out. Who does not know that she loves me? As for my feelings for her—although she cannot see it, my brothers know who my heart belongs to.

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Meanwhile, in Dylan and Kendall's room, Kendall was so tired that she did not want to move a single muscle after being 'tormented' by Dylan.

As she panted, she mumbled something incomprehensible.

As for Dylan, who had transformed into a beast, he was delighted with how the night played out.

Dylan saw that her lips were moving, so he took her into his arms, hugged her gently, and let her sleep with his arm as her pillow.