Ronnie replied hesitantly, "Young Master Dylan, thanks for the advice."
He was not interested in anyone at this moment.
There were many women who tried to get along with him, but their final goal was to get to Dylan.
Ronnie and his team could identify those women who planned to get closer to Dylan by dating Ronnie, and he would reject those women instantly.
"Young Master Dylan, you're willing to be embarrassed, though," Ronnie braced himself and said.
Dylan did not get mad. The sight of Kendall's joy when she received his love letter was replaying in his mind. As she said, she would not be as happy even if he bought her jewelry, so he would be willing to be embarrassed as long as she was pleased.
Loving someone probably meant trying one's best to make their other half happy.
"Of course, I'll need to spoil my wife, but I can't do it too much. Otherwise, she'll go overboard."
As Dylan spoke, Ronnie and the driver exchanged a meaningful glance subtly. The two were thinking the exact same thing. Young Master Dylan is going back on his words again.
Dylan pampered Kendall like it was his nature. No matter what Kendall did, they believed Dylan would support her choices while protecting her to ensure she would not be hurt.
Kendall did not know that Dylan was giving advice from his own experience after she got out of the car. As she carefully held the love letter from him in her hand, she returned to Jessie's office in high spirits.
Jessie did not return home during her lunch break. After lunch, she just rested in her office, and then she would continue working in the evening.
When she heard the sound of footsteps approaching, she thought that the lunch break had ended.
She dazedly looked up and saw Kendall walking in happily.
"Kendall, is lunch time over?"
Kendall smiled and said, "Nah, there's still some time. Miss Holmes, continue with your nap. I'll wake you up when it's time."
Jessie looked at the time and realized that it was still lunchtime. Surprised by Kendall's appearance at the office at this time, she joked, "Kendall, you're here early. Don't you need to accompany Master Dylan?"
Each time after work, Kendall would be nowhere to be seen. Instead, she could usually be seen rushing to look for Dylan.
Jessie knew all that, and Adam was happy to see that as well.
"Hehe."
Kendall giggled and went to her desk. As soon as she took her seat, she opened the envelope in a hurry, unable to wait for a second longer to see its content.
Her reaction amused Jessie, ridding her of her drowsiness as she asked curiously, "Kendall, who is it from? You look so happy. Oh my god, don't tell me it's a love letter from Master Dylan!"
Kendall was Dylan's wife, and everyone knew that even though the wedding ceremony had not been held yet. Hence, Jessie would only dare to make fun of her with Dylan and not any other man, afraid of causing any misunderstanding.
"Miss Holmes, you're this," Kendall said while giving Jessie a thumbs up.
Jessie smiled. "So it's really from Master Dylan."
In this technological era, everyone communicated through their mobile phones, and it was rare for anyone to write letters anymore. So when Jessie saw that Dylan wrote a love letter to Kendall, even though the two would meet each other every day, she found the gesture sweet.
"I'm going to make myself a coffee. You want a cup?"
Jessie was finding an excuse to leave the room so Kendall could have some privacy.
"Thanks, but I don't drink coffee in the evening. I'm afraid of getting insomnia at night."
Kendall's gaze was fixed on the piece of paper the entire time.
Dylan had never written a love letter before.
His words were short and straightforward. 'Dear wife, I don't know how to write a love letter, and this is the first I've ever written ever since I came into this world. There are many things I want to say to you, but where shall I start? I fell for you before I even knew it, and I am still falling harder for you every day. I love you like a love song, baby. You used this ringtone on purpose to confess to me, didn't you?'
The brief letter managed to make Kendall giggle.
He wrote with determination and calmness. That was the kind of man he was.
When Kendall first saw Dylan, he was cold, ruthless, and hostile. She would never have forced him to marry her if she had not been reborn with gratitude for him.
She reminisced on the little things that happened between them, yet she could not pinpoint when he started to care for her, protect her and spoil her.
She only knew that he was her strongest support after he acknowledged her as his wife. After that, whenever she needed him, he would be there for her.
"Dylan, I love you too."
Kendall murmured, "You're charming, so it was easy for me to fail in love with you."
Knock. Knock.
Someone knocked at the door, and Kendall looked in the direction of the sound.
"Miss Parker."
It was a security guard on duty.
He was holding a bouquet of flowers, and when Kendall looked up at him, he walked over, smiling as he handed the bouquet to her, not forgetting to explain, "Miss Parker, this is from the florist. Someone ordered this flower bouquet and requested it to be delivered to you."
Kendall kept the love letter from Dylan in the envelope before placing it carefully into her bag. She wanted to bring it home and keep it well. In the future, it would make her feel happy whenever she took it out to read it from time to time as well.
After she did all that, she inquired the guard curiously, "Did they say who bought the flowers?"
"No."
That answer puzzled her.
Who is it?
It's not from Dylan.
If he wanted to buy me flowers, he would give them to me personally instead of being so mysterious.
"Can you do me a favor?" Kendall asked the security guard politely.
He smiled. "Miss Parker, what is it? I'll do all I can to help."
"I'm not taking this bouquet, so I'll need you to throw it out in the trash outside the office building. If the florist sends flowers over again in the future, do let them know that I don't accept flowers from anonymous senders. If someone wants to buy me flowers, I hope they can do it openly."
Kendall would definitely reject flowers from all men other than Dylan.
"Miss Parker, this is a beautiful bouquet," the security guard said after hearing her words.
Even he liked those flowers.
"If the flowers are from a man, I would only accept those from my relatives and Dylan."
Her words reminded the security guard that she was now Dylan's wife.
He straightened his back and said quickly, "Miss Parker, I'll throw it away for you right now."
When the florist sent the bouquet over earlier, his colleagues found excuses to leave when they heard that the flowers were for Kendall. As for him, he did not think that much and came in joyfully with the bouquet.
Now, he finally understood why they treated the bouquet as if it was some sort of monster.
I was too naive and didn't think too much about this.
If Master Dylan knew that I helped another man to send flowers to Miss Parker…
At this thought, he quickly left with the flowers to save himself.
According to Kendall's orders, he threw the flowers into the public trash outside the company.
In a black car that was parked some distance away from the company, someone in a black shirt had sunglasses on, and they were watching the entrance of Parker Corporation through a pair of binoculars.
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