Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 252 - 252: Dare To Say It Again

With that, Dylan put her messy clothes into place with one hand and picked her up, heading outside.

Apparently, he had asked the bodyguards to temporarily remove all the patients out of here. At the moment, besides several bodyguards, there was almost nothing in the corridor.

Dylan took the struggling little woman outside the hospital, put her in the back of the car, slammed the door, then walked around the car and got in.

Savannah had eaten nothing in the morning, and she was exhausted after struggling and shouting in the car. When they were back in Beverly Hills, she was overcome by weariness and could only be carried out of the car by Dylan quietly.

At the door of the villa, Sarah, who had been waiting anxiously, sighed with relief when she saw Mr. Sterling returned with Savannah in his arms.

Luckily, when she didn't see Savannah come to her for a long time, she knocked on Dr. Shamon's office door and went in. When Savannah was nowhere to be found, she informed Mr. Sterling for the first time.

Otherwise, if Savannah really had an abortion, Mr. Sterling must kill her!

"Mr. Sterling, is Miss Schulz all right?" asked Sarah carefully.

"She's not allowed to go out without my permission until she gives birth to the baby. Keep her closely watched. You'll be held responsible if anything goes wrong!" Dylan ordered coldly.

"Yes." Sarah nodded in a cold sweat.

Savannah looked at him with disbelief. Was this man going to put her under house arrest? Before she could offer any objection, Dylan had already carried her to the second floor. He went straight to her bedroom, kicked the door open, put her on the soft bed, and turned to leave.

"Dylan, stop!" Savannah straightened up and cried, "I just don't want to give birth to this child! You fooled me into pregnancy! Why can't I choose to have an abortion? I want an operation, I don't want the baby!"

Dylan halted, turned around, and looked at her frostily.

Slowly, he came to stand in front of her. Leaning down, he fixed her with his cold stare, his expression unfathomable, eyes dark. He brought his hand up to grasp her chin and rubbed it with his long fingers. His anger was at white heat, and his voice was deadly quiet, "Dare you to say it again?"

Savannah felt the chill passing through his finger and sensed his extreme anger.

If she weren't pregnant, his hand would have slipped and grabbed her neck!

She was quivering from fear, but she still gritted her teeth and repeated, recklessly,

"I said, I'm going to have an operation, I don't want this baby! I'd rather die than have it!"

As soon as she finished her last word, a sudden blast of air came to her, and the man's hot lips caught her lips.

Savannah's eyes popped open in shock. He kissed her hard with all his anger while she pummeled his shoulders in a flurry of fists. Savannah struggled and tried to push him away, but her movement added fuel to his rage. Dylan stifled an angry groan while his hand grasped the nape of her neck as he deepened the kiss. He explored the shape of her mouth, the silk of her tongue, fury sputtering as he pressed her against the bedhead!

It was not a lingering, tender kiss, but a punitive one!

He didn't let her go until she was panting, her face turned pale from lack of oxygen, and her constant heavy sobbing ceased.

The moment his hands released, she slumped on the bed, gasping for breath.

Dylan stood up, tidied his clothes, and glanced at the little woman in bed.

"If you dare argue for abortion again, I have a hundred ways to deal with you." He said quietly, too quietly.

Savannah was panting against the bedhead. All her strength had been used up by his kiss. She was too weak to lift her head and only heard his footsteps gradually dying away out of the bedroom.

***

After the day she was caught on the operating table, Savannah noticed that Sarah's actions were more severely restricted.

Previously, Sarah did allow her to take a walk outside the villa once in a while.

Now, she couldn't even take a step away from the villa and was only allowed indoor activities. Even worse, she was not allowed surfing on the Internet!

Dylan learned that she had contacted the hospital and made an appointment for abortion online, so he unplugged the network cable.

What's more, her cell phone was confiscated, and she was not allowed to communicate with the outside world.

Being confined to the house, she was not even allowed to surf or play on her phone! Savannah couldn't think straight for a long time.

Was Dylan really going to put her under house arrest until the day she gave birth?

No… she couldn't wait until her belly grew bigger. The operation danger of abortion would be very big at that time.

But now she couldn't even go out of the villa, how could she have an abortion...

***

This noon, Savannah was watching TV on the sofa in the sitting room after lunch.

Sarah was very strict about her TV time. She said pregnant women couldn't spend too much time watching TV, and for prenatal education, she was very picky about what Savannah watched.

After Savannah had been forbidden to surf the Internet or play on her phone, she was allowed to spend more time on TV.

After all, she needed some relaxation as an expectant mother, and it was not good for the baby if she was always in a bad mood.

However, time on TV was limited to an hour, and she had to watch the prenatal education program when Sarah was beside her.

Savannah dozed off at the dull prenatal education program. When Sarah asked to be excused because she got a stomach ache, Savannah finally had a chance to pick up the remote control and change the channel.

There was a TV show about family drama right now. Savannah had had a few episodes before. The show now came to the plot that the heroine was pregnant but had a miscarriage because she had eaten too much seafood.

As Savannah was dropping off, her brain suddenly perked up when she caught this.

At the same time, Sarah came back. She frowned and grabbed the remote control, switched the channel back to the prenatal education program. "Miss Schultz, that kind of TV show is not good for prenatal education!"

Savannah stood up with no expression. "I don't want to watch anything. I'm tired," she said coldly, turned, and walked upstairs.

Sarah looked after her, frowning, but didn't dare say anything more. She followed Savannah upstairs into the bedroom, helped her to lie down, then closed the door and left.