Love Knows No Bounds

Frank looked at Kendall anxiously, only to see her link her arm through Dylan's again. Seeing that the couple was going to go
inside just like that, he hurriedly stopped them.
Dylan raised his eyebrows.
Frank looked at Kendall as if not noticing the scowl on the man's face. He asked, "Mrs. Coleman, I hope you can keep your
promise."
"What did I promise?" Kendall asked him in reply.
Frank replied without thinking, "You said you'd see me or answer my phone call as long as I did a good job of separating the
black sesame seeds from the white ones in this big dish."
"Yeah, I did say that, and I've done it. You've seen me now, no?"
Frank was startled for a moment. At last, he realized that he had fallen for Kendall's trick. She seemed to have promised him, but
in reality, she had only made an empty promise without actually promising anything. "Kendall, how dare you fool me?!" he
growled furiously. "Do you know how difficult it was for me to separate the sesame seeds here? They are so tiny, and there were
so many black and white ones mixed together that I had to separate them little by little. I spent more than ten hours separating
them without taking a break, and my eyes are sore as a result! How could you—"
Kendall replied, "Didn't I keep my promise already? You wanted to see me, so you've seen me now. If you want to call me, just
call me right now and I'll answer it right in front of you. I'll never reject your phone call."
Frank was speechless for a moment. "Kendall, you know that I want to know Amelia's whereabouts!" He had never been fooled
so badly before. Not even Dylan had ever tricked him like this, but Kendall fooled him big-time, and he actually fell for it in a
moment of carelessness because his mind was preoccupied with Amelia. "Kendall, could you please tell me where Amelia is?
You just have to tell me which city she's gone to. Did she leave all of a sudden because you said something to her?"
"She called me and poured out her grievances, so what else could I say other than comforting her? I just badmouthed you, that's
all."

Frank was rendered speechless by her answer.
Kendall lied naturally without thinking, "You don't have to throw questions at me, Frank. Amy's just upset and wants to spend
some time alone out there. It's clear that she changed her phone number because she doesn't want any of us to disturb her,
don't you think? To tell you the truth, I also don't know where she is right now. I don't have her new phone number either."
Frank studied Kendall's expression carefully. She didn't look like she was lying, but he didn't believe what she said. She and
Amelia were besties who could talk about anything, so Amelia would definitely call her when she was upset. Frank would never
believe it when she said she didn't know where Amelia was, but now that she wasn't willing to reveal it, he couldn't force it out of
her either.
There was one more thing that cast a chill over him: Amelia didn't let Kendall reveal her whereabouts because she was avoiding
him on purpose. It would've been easy for him to find out someone's whereabouts with the power and influence he wielded in
Orapolis. However, Amelia wasn't in Orapolis at the moment. Since she was outside his orbit, it would be very difficult for him to
search all over the world for a person who was deliberately evading him.
Just then, Kendall said, "Frank, if you're sincerely in love with Amy, you just have to wait for her to come back. She's not the kind
of person who runs away from trouble. It's just that she's distraught and needs some time alone. Once she calms down, she'll
naturally come back and deal with the relationship dispute between you two." Then, she said to the man next to her, "It's getting
late already, darling. Let's get inside."
"Okay."
Dylan entwined his fingers with hers again as they walked into the distance under escort by their bodyguards.
Frank stood there while watching them leave. After a long time, a bodyguard came up and said gingerly, "Mr. Mendelson."
Frank turned his gaze back from the couple before looking down at the two dishes of sesame seeds that he had spent a day
separating. He felt the urge to throw them away, but in the end, he turned around and walked outside despondently with the two
dishes of separated sesame seeds in his hands.

The bodyguards immediately followed him.
"Go back," Frank muttered under his breath. I'll visit the Taylors again and give it another try tomorrow. Mrs. Taylor surely knows
where Amelia is.
...
Dylan was reading in bed when Kendall came out of the bathroom in a nightgown. Upon seeing her, he put his book aside and
beckoned to her.
"What's the matter?"
As soon as she approached, he pulled her down on top of himself. Then, he turned over, pinned her underneath him, and
lowered his head to give her a French kiss.
Kendall was hankering for more when the kiss ended. She wanted to undress the man, but he clasped her hands. "Darling," she
protested in a soft voice. It was too tantalizing for him to stir her desires without satisfying them.
Dylan buried his face in her neck while sniffing the refreshing scent on her. "Grandma and Mom told me not to indulge too much
in sex. Honey, I feel even more uncomfortable having to abstain from this." He was a man with strong sexual urges, so it really
was a kind of torture for him to have to abstain from having sex now. However, he was willing to do so as long as their baby was
alright. He quickly rolled away from Kendall and lay in bed before taking her into his arms. "It's almost time, honey. Should we go
to the hospital tomorrow for another test?"
"Uh-huh," Kendall mumbled. "I wanted to go on Saturday, but I guess it's okay to go two days earlier. The results will definitely be
100 percent certain this time."
Dylan placed his hand on her belly and caressed it back and forth. "I really can't wait to see our baby."
"We've got to wait for nine more months."
Dylan's handsome face fell the instant he counted the days. "That's such a long time. We won't get to see our baby until next

year. Say, honey, who do you think our baby would look like? You or me?"
"If the baby in my dream is coming back, they'll look very, very much like me."
"Like you, huh..." Dylan replied with a drawl.
Kendall raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with that? Can't our baby look like me? If I were to give birth to a baby who didn't look
like me after nine months of pregnancy, I'd think I'd been taken advantage of! And besides, our baby won't be ugly if they look
like me, no? They'll look as pretty as me."
Dylan tickled her petite nose with a chuckle. "You're definitely pregnant. I hear that pregnant women get angry easily and would
lose their temper for no apparent reason. I didn't say our baby won't be good-looking if they look like you. Of course, they'll be
even more good-looking if they inherit both our good-looking features." Isn't it good for the baby to inherit a bit of my good DNA?
It's pretty fair, actually. I did contribute to it as the father of the baby despite not being pregnant for nine months myself. "How
about we give birth to a pigeon pair? Our son would look like me, whereas our daughter would look like you. That'd be fair." He
was indulging in fond hopes. Many hoped to give birth to a pigeon pair in their first pregnancy, but only a handful could get what
they wished for.
Kendall replied with a smile, "I wish that, too." Who wouldn't want to give birth to a pigeon pair? However, if things went
according to her previous lifetime, she would give birth to a daughter this time. It's good to give birth to a daughter. The
Colemans love daughters. All our elders think the baby will be a daughter since no one's looking forward to me giving birth to a
son—uh, not actually. Mommy and Mom hope that I'll give birth to a son, thinking that my position in a respectable family will be
secure once I manage to do so.