Love Knows No Bounds

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Dylan laughed when he heard the sound of their car leaving.

He laughed like a madman.

Once he was done laughing, he turned his reddened eyes upon Tilly and asked her coldly, "Are you happy now, Grandma?"

He didn't bother to wait for her response. Instead, he walked out.

"Dylan…" Tilly's voice trembled as she called out after him.

Everything I did, I did for you! Kendall's not good enough for you.

Dylan stopped, but he didn't turn around. His voice was eerily calm and devoid of emotion as he said, "Grandma, you raised me, and you're my grandmother. I couldn't bring myself to hurt you, so I had to sacrifice my wife instead. I can't even call myself a man! You don't need to say that you did it all for my sake, Grandma. You didn't do it for my sake. You did it for the sake of upholding the Colemans' outdated rules. To you, your position in the family, your power, and the Colemans' rules are all more important than your grandson's happiness."

He started walking again, and this time, he didn't stop.

However, he hadn't fully recovered yet. As soon as he walked out of the main house, he stumbled to the ground as the pain from his legs racked through him.

"Young Master Dylan!"

"Dylan!"

Amos felt a pang in his heart as he rushed over to help Dylan up, but Dylan shoved him away.

Yoseph and the others rushed over, but Dylan pushed them away as well.

"Kendall… I broke my promise. I betrayed your trust!" Dylan pummeled the ground with his fist.

"Don't be like this, Dylan." Yoseph and Matthew came forward once more, and the two brothers tried to stop Dylan from hurting himself.

"I can't even call myself a man. I couldn't even protect my wife. What kind of a man am I? Kendall… Kendall…"

All of a sudden, Dylan got back on his feet. It was as if he were in a frenzy as he tried to run, but alas, his body couldn't keep up. He stumbled back down to the ground in mere seconds.

Not one to give up, he began to crawl on the ground as he screamed, "Kendall! Kendall! Come back… Kendall… Honey, I'm sorry. I couldn't protect you. I'm a lousy excuse of a man. I'm useless…"

"Dylan!"

"Young Master Dylan!"

"Dylan!"

A chorus of pained voices cried out to Dylan, but he ignored them all.

It was hard to please everyone. Caught between his wife and his family, who was he supposed to choose? Regardless of who he chose, someone would get hurt.

He couldn't make a choice, but Kendall made it for him. She chose to let him remain filial to his family. She chose to leave.

Doesn't she know? Doesn't she know that she claimed every inch of my heart? Now that she has gone, all that is left is a gaping hole.

Dylan was tormented by agony and self-blame.

"Don't be like this, Dylan."

All the young men came over to try and help Dylan up.

Amos felt as if his heart was being ripped to shreds.

"Old Madam Coleman!"

Amos turned around and kneeled in front of Tilly. His eyes were bloodshot as he said, "Old Madam Coleman, please, I beg you to take pity on Young Master Dylan. I know better than anyone just how much he loves Young Mistress Kendall, and she loves him just as much. She has never done anything to betray him. She's the reason why he managed to recover. Old Madam Coleman, you have to acknowledge what she has done for him. Please bring her back. Please, Old Madam Coleman, I'm begging you."

Amos bowed at Tilly's feet over and over again.

"Grandma…"

Tilly's whole body was quivering.

She saw the sight of her grandson crawling after Kendall as if he were a dog. She had raised him to be an accomplished young man and had allowed him to take charge of the Coleman Family. She was very satisfied with him, but today, she had stomped on his dignity. She did it right in front of everyone.

And Dylan was willing to sacrifice all of his dignity as the oldest grandson of the Colemans just for Kendall's sake!

Tilly turned to look at Amos, who was still bowing at her feet. She wagged her finger and was about to say something when all of a sudden, everything went black.

All at once, the Colemans had been thrown into chaos.

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Smack⁠!

A hand whipped across Kelly's face and gave her a resounding slap.

It was Charlotte who did it.

"Mommy."

Kelly clutched her cheek and cried out aggrievedly, "What did I do? Are you hitting me just because I said a few words? I didn't say anything wrong."

"You have the gall to say that you didn't say anything wrong? You only wanted to see Kendall getting chased out by that witch. You insisted on coming along because you wanted to see Kendall suffer, and you chose to say those terrible things about Kendall. I'm so disappointed in you, Kelly!"

Kelly's behavior today wasn't the only reason why Charlotte slapped her. She did it because of the incident with the DNA test as well.

Kelly had voiced her suspicions about Kendall and goaded Charlotte into doing another DNA test. It turned out to be a false alarm.

Charlotte knew that Kelly was picking on Kendall in every way possible because she was afraid that Kendall would take Parker Corporation away from her now that Kendall was working at the company.

However, Parker Corporation belonged to the Parkers, and Kendall was their daughter. Regardless of whether Kendall could run the company, even if the couple chose to leave the company in Kendall's hands, what did it have to do with Kelly? The company belonged to the Parkers' children and descendants.

After all was said and done, Kelly was adopted.

Charlotte believed that it was understandable if she and her husband chose their birth daughter over their adopted one. That was what most people would do as well.

It was impossible for humans to always be fair as everyone had their selfish desires.

Why would the couple choose to leave their self-made fortune to their adopted daughter instead of their birth daughter? Charlotte knew she didn't have it in her to be that magnanimous.