Love Knows No Bounds Chapter 202

Finally, Charlotte asked her daughter quietly, "You have not received your salary yet, so do you have
any money? I will transfer some money to your account tomorrow. Don't be too hard on yourself and
just buy whatever you desire. Don't always think about yourself. Now that you are not only Kendall, but
also Master Dylan's wife, you should cast some thoughts on him as well."

Many newlyweds had not yet acclimated to their new role as wives and Charlotte used to act in a
similar manner. She was only thinking about herself and not about her partner. It took some time for her
to adjust to her new role as a wife.

"I'm not short of money, Mommy. You previously gave me a significant sum of money. Dylan also
provided me with pocket money, which is 150,000 daily. It's administered three times per day, and I'll
receive five thousand each time."

Charlotte was rendered speechless. Wow! My son-in-law is wealthy!

"I'll keep giving Dylan gifts every day until he's sick of it. Don't be concerned, Mommy."

Dylan, on the other hand, had keen ears and could hear their conversation clearly, even though
Charlotte and Kendall were speaking softly.

He was overjoyed when he learned that his beloved wife had promised to give him gifts every day.

Those little gifts were only meant to entice him...

"You are a sensible child, so I'm relieved. Now, hurry up and go home with Master Dylan. If you are
extremely busy in the future, you are welcome to come over on the weekend."



Charlotte was happy that her daughter was willing to enrich herself and prepare to take over the Parker
Corporation.

The young couple left the Parker Residence at Charlotte's urging.

When they returned to the Colemans, it was already 9.00PM.

"My car is parked in my yard, and Miss Kendall intends to sleep in it tonight while holding the steering
wheel."

"Dylan, are you serious?" Kendall was shocked.

"I never make jokes. You mentioned that you couldn't even touch the steering wheel. I'll satisfy you and
let you hold it for as long as you want, so don't give me an attitude next time," Dylan said as he pinched
her cheek. "No one has ever shown me an attitude. You are the first, Kendall."

Kendall took his hand in hers and embraced him, saying sweetly, "Dylan, you have made numerous
exceptions for me. "Being so thoughtful to me will spoil me. A spoiled brat will climb the roof and rip the
tiles."

As she rolled into his arms, his heart softened as her body was soft and warm.

However, his handsome face remained solemn. "Would you like me to build you a tile house so you
can go there and uncover the tiles?"

"There is no need." Kendall's naughty hand caressed his face greedily and added, "It's not an



exaggeration to say you're drop-dead gorgeous, Dylan. You are, thankfully, a man. I'd have to dig a
hole in the ground if you were a woman because I'm so unattractive."

Dylan poked her forehead lightly and answered, "You said that I'm a man, so don't use words that are
used to describe women to describe me."

"I adore my husband, who is like an immortal character."

"I really can't do anything to you. Okay, I'm not going to argue with you this time. If you dare to
complain about me again, I'll let you sleep with the steering wheel so you can dream about them," he
said, helpless.

Kendall playfully stuck out her tongue when she heard that.

As if he'd do something like that.

She eventually got away with it.

Dylan had to do rehabilitation even though it was past 9:00PM and was obviously accompanied by
Kendall. She was well aware that the only reason why he insisted on doing rehab in this manner was
because of her.

She worked hard not only to exact revenge on Kelly and Jackson, but also to prove herself worthy of
Dylan.

The young couple was working hard for each other.



…

Two people were turning and tossing in the familiar large room.

Dylan was drenched in sweat and struggling for breath.

Kendall was startled awake by his gasping voice.

"Dylan?" Kendall called out.

She received no response and could only hear him gasping for air.

Then, Kendall sat up and switched on the bedside lamp. When she looked at Dylan's face, she noticed
that his forehead was sweaty and that he was red in the cheeks while profusely perspiring.

Is he sick? She reached out and touched his brow, which was not hot. "Dylan, what's the matter with
you?"

Kendall patted his face quickly, concerned that he was sick. Who could have predicted that he'd
suddenly grab her waist with both hands, roll her over, and press down on her? He began kissing her,
and with one hand, he tugged at her nightgown, anxiously and haphazardly.

She was taken aback and rendered speechless.

His reaction seemed like he was given an aphrodisiac. Who, however, will dare to drug him, especially
in the dead of night?



The only possibility was that he was dreaming.

Dylan was making out with some woman in his dreams.

He couldn't even do that, so wasn't having this type of dream torturous for him?

Kendall realized what he was doing and stopped him by pushing him before pinching his face hard.

Dylan was in pain and abruptly awoke from his hazy dream.

When he opened his eyes, he noticed Kendall beneath him, her nightgown slightly ripped.

Dylan was startled and quickly turned over, not waiting for Kendall to speak. However, his movements
were too large and hasty, and he thudded out of bed, slamming his face on the floor.

The floor might be exclaiming, "What a privilege! Please refrain from mopping the floor for a month!"

Kendall sat up abruptly, torn between crying and laughing at his embarrassed expression.

She desperately wanted to laugh, but she couldn't bring herself to do so.

She was afraid that if she laughed, she wouldn't be able to see the sun again the next day.

Dylan stood up and walked out of the room without looking at her.

"Dylan…"



Bang!

In response to her, the door slammed loudly.

"Actually, Dylan, I wanted to tell you that you can now walk on your own!" Kendall spoke after a brief
pause.

This was the result of his consistent rehabilitation.

Dylan sat quietly on the ground after leaving the room without her noticing. He touched his body,
realizing he was still in his pajamas and hadn't brought his phone.

Fortunately, everyone here was sleeping lightly, so any movement would be noticed.

Amos was the first to show up.

When Amos noticed Dylan sitting at the door of the room, he hurried over to ask, "Young Master Dylan,
what's the matter?"

"Could you please push my wheelchair over?" Dylan gave a quiet instruction.

He had multiple wheelchairs, and he didn't want to go into the room and push one of them out right
now.

"Young Master Dylan, please allow me to help you up first."



Amos was assisting Dylan when Ronnie heard the noise. After seeing this, he quickly pushed a
wheelchair over.

Dylan settled into his wheelchair and said to Amos, "Amos, take me to the study room. Ronnie, you're
free to go. I'm perfectly fine."

"Okay."

Amos hurriedly pushed Dylan to the elevator, then into the study room on the second floor.

"Did you dream about it again, Young Master Dylan?"

Dylan's forehead was still dripping with sweat, and his handsome face was flushed. Amos could tell he
was engrossed in that dream again.

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