Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 535 - 535: Who Else Could She Turn To?

Finally, he approached the bedside.

"Are you still treating me like an idiot?" He asked in a tone of ruthlessness.

His grim voice cooled Savannah's heart, making her shudder uncontrollably.

He did not believe her words.

He thought she was still lying to him.

Well, even she was shocked by the fact.

She never thought the girl who had saved him was herself.

How could she expect a man who had been deceived by her now believed in her?

"Dylan, I'm not lying. Unlike Charlotte, I wouldn't do anything like that..." She defended herself in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, you're not Charlotte. You're more sinister than she is. Maybe you just made up the story to make up with me." He replied coldly.

Savannah's heart sank.

"You said the girl was you, but you have no evidence, do you? Well, the logic of the story you have just told is perfect and reasonable, but who else can prove it?" Dylan gave her a sarcastic look.

Savannah squeezed the corner of her hospital dress.

When she saved him that night, there were no other bystanders besides them, and he was unconscious.

Who else could she turn to?

"Didn't you say I look a little like that girl? You kept me at your side at first because I look like that girl. That's not enough?" She stared at him.

"You're smart to use that to make up a story and pretend you're the girl." He kept indifferent.

"I didn't make it up! I'm not lying! It's the truth!" Savannah gritted her teeth, feeling helpless.

"Is that so? But after what you've done, how can I trust you?" Dylan looked at her coldly, and his eyes were as dark as bottomless pools.

Savannah could not speak, her eyes turning red.

But he was right.

She had cheated on him and now told him she was the one he had been looking for. She would not have believed it and would have thought it a ridiculous, clumsy lie if she were him.

Dylan interpreted her silence as her admission of lying. With a disappointed smile, he turned to the door.

Savannah looked at his back, and her tears welled up in her eyes.

"Dylan! Even if you don't believe that girl is me, I... I'm pregnant!" Savannah cried out, "You don't want me and the baby? When I gave birth to Kaiden three years ago, you were not with me. Now you want to leave me alone again?"

She had never known that she would be so degraded in front of this man.

She was trying every way possible to win his heart back.

Three years ago, she had been forced to leave him and forgot him.

She couldn't see that happen again!

Even if she had to be so wrong, she couldn't see him marry another woman. He would know her heart sooner or later.

Dylan paused, turned slowly, and walked up to her.

Savannah caught a slight gleam of hope, gazing at him.

"You are pregnant?" He leaned forward and looked her in the eye.

"Yes…"

"That's what you're trying to do, right? Trying to use the kid to get me back with you? In your dreams!" He laughed heartlessly.

His words chilled her last hope, driving her to despair.

In his eyes, the sex in the car that night was also her deliberate plan.

In a word, what she was doing now was her careful arrangement.

"It was you... You forced me..." she defended herself in a humiliating way, feeling something was strangling her.

"Why didn't you take the morning-after pill?" He gave a cold smile.

"What do you want to do with the baby..." She fought back the tears that were about to burst again.

"We have nothing to do now. It was just traded that night. You satisfied me, and I helped you get Olivia back to work. You can choose to abort the child. As for the medical bills before and after the operation, the hospital, the paramedics, I'll send Garwood to arrange…"

Before he finished, a slap fell on the face!

Savannah looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, shaking terribly.

Dylan did not dodge, as if he didn't owe her anything and could make a clean break with her after taking the slap. He tilted his face, wiped the bloodstains from his mouth with the back of his hand, and then turned around.

"Why? Why should you come and see me today, when you have decided and have no affection for me at all?" Savannah cried desperately after his back.

"Do you think I would have come if Jacob hadn't threatened to break with me?"

Then, without looking back, he slammed the door and left.

Savannah sat on the bed, staring at the door blankly. Of a sudden, her heart wrenched, and she was blinded by tears again.

A few minutes later, the door opened, and Jacob walked in.

"Savannah, you're bleeding!" He let out a cry.

Her blue and white trousers were soaked in blood, and obviously, she was bleeding terribly.

Savannah did not respond at all. Tears fell down her cheeks silently, and she looked like a girl who had had the spirit crushed out of her.

A little life left her together with the tears.

But she didn't seem to notice any pain until Jacob rang the emergency bedside bell, helped her to the bed, and called the nurse.

Her empty eyes slid down to the floor, where the blood had gathered into a small stream.

The pain from inside her shot, and she fainted. What happened next was unclear to her.

Jacob and several nurses and doctors surrounded her, doing the examination.

Then she was carried onto a cold table, shadowless lamplight on her. She flinched as the doctor inserted the needle in her arm, and then she lost consciousness completely.

Suddenly, a sharp pain seemed to split her in two!

She could not open her eyes because of the anesthetic, and her vision remained dark.

But she was clear about what was happening.

Cold tears ran down the corners of her eyes.

* * *

Beverly Hills.

After a bath, Dylan put on his bathrobe and walked into his room. Just then, his phone rang, and it was Charlotte.