Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 518 - 518: Why Did They Beat You?

Olivia immediately helped Savannah up, looking worried. "Are you okay? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

She had a play in the studio today. Her assistant told her that Savannah was here too, so she looked for her during a lunch break and wanted to eat with her. However, she didn't see her in her working place. When she walked along the road to the canteen, she heard her moan coming from the warehouse unexpectedly. Then she rushed in, only to see Savannah being beaten!

"I'm fine... Rest assured... I'll go back and get some ointment." Savannah didn't want Olivia to worry about her.

"What happened? Why did they beat you?" Olivia took out a wet tissue to wipe the blood from her mouth and dirt from her body, pained for her.

Savannah told Olivia all about her past animosity with Abby.

Olivia had heard that Abby had been abruptly kicked out of Zagreb Film, but she didn't know Dylan gave the word for Savannah.

"Since she knows the relationship between you and Mr. Sterling, how dare she do this to you! Savannah, call Mr. Sterling right now and tell him! Mr. Sterling will tear her alive for you!" Olivia clenched her teeth.

Savannah lowered her head and said nothing.

Olivia pulled out her phone, "I'll call Mr. Sterling for you!"

"No!" Savannah came back to her senses and grabbed her phone.

"Why?" Olivia was confused.

"He won't mind it," Savannah murmured.

"Didn't you move back to Green Bay and get back together with him? Why? You had a quarrel?" Olivia couldn't understand.

Savannah didn't know how to explain her father's car accident and revenge. She bit her lip and nodded perfunctorily.

"So, it was no big problem. Matt and I always quarrel." Olivia didn't think too much about it.

"It's different this time. I... I did something wrong. I pissed him off. He was furious. It's no use trying to find him."

"How can he be angry when he sees you get hurt? His heart will only ache for you! It's all right. I know you're too proud. I'll talk to him." Olivia picked up her phone.

"He and Charlotte are getting engaged! He wants no more of me!" Savannah blurted out in a sob.

Olivia was shocked. It took her a long time to recover. What happened? Was it worth getting so upset about a quarrel?

"So, Olivia, leave me my last dignity... Don't look for him." Savannah looked at Olivia with tearful red eyes. She stumbled to her feet and headed back to her studio.

Olivia stepped forward to help her. "You want to work like this? Do you want to die? Go to the hospital first!"

Savannah ached all over the body. When she relaxed, the dull pain spread and engulfed her. She nodded, tears falling from her eyes as her head moved.

Olivia tried but failed to comfort her. She sighed, helped her into the underground garage, and got in her car, driving to the nearby hospital.

After the examination, Savannah was suggested to have a drip to avoid infection. Fortunately, all her injuries from the beating were external.

After the nurse put on the drip for her, Savannah looked at Olivia and said, "Olivia, you still have a scene to shoot this afternoon. Go back first. Don't worry about me."

"How can I leave you here alone?" Olivia couldn't rest assured.

"It's okay. I'm just sitting here on a drip." Savannah managed a smile.

"Shall I call Garcia or a maid over?" Olivia thought for a while and asked.

Savannah shook her head. "No. I'm really fine. Go ahead. I'll call you if I need help."

Olivia didn't insist. She patted Savannah softly on her hand and left the hospital.

Savannah leaned against the back of a bench as she was on a drip, tired and sleepy.

She didn't know how long it took when she heard a familiar voice, "Savannah?"

She opened her eyes and saw Jacob standing not far away, followed by a group of interns. He seemed to be passing by, looking at her in surprise.

Several private and public hospitals held a medical symposium to exchange their experiences today. Jacob came to this hospital with several interns for communication, and he didn't expect to see Savannah in the infusion room.

She was like an abandoned kitten on the bench in the corner.

"Jacob?" Savannah murmured.

Jacob motioned to the interns behind him to leave first and then walked up to her.

"Why are you on a drip here? What happened to your face and arms? Have you been beaten?" Jacob frowned.

Savannah's throat was tight for words. She nodded and said in a low voice, "nothing... Just a spat."

"A spat? Who made it? Are you here alone? Where's Dylan? Doesn't he know it?"

Savannah looked at him and pleaded, "Jacob, I'm really all right. He doesn't know. Don't tell him, please."

Jacob understood at once. He sat down and irresolutely asked, "you... you had a quarrel, didn't you?"

"He and I will never be together again in this life..." Savannah smiled bitterly, trying to hold back her tears. "So my business has nothing to do with him. Jacob, please don't ask me any more questions. And please don't tell him what happened to me today."

Jacob took a deep breath but said nothing. He just picked up the infusion bottle hanging over above her head and helped her up.

"What're you doing?" Savannah looked at him in surprise.

"I won't be concerned about what happened between you and him. But I can't ignore your injuries. I'll take you to a better ward room for infusion and then to my hospital. I'll arrange a ward for you to have a good rest for two days. You really make me worried about those injuries! No, I'll give you another examination first."

A sudden warm feeling came and stroke her broken heart. Savannah's nose twisted, and she was on the verge of tears again.

All right. Garcia would be worried if she went back to Green Bay like this.

At least she could go back when the wound on the face healed.

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Later that evening, Olivia received a call from Savannah before she got off work, relieved to learn that she would stay at a friend's hospital for a few days and was being cared for by the doctor's friend.

After the call, she took her car from the underground garage and got in, drawing slowly out.