Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 614 - 614: I Won’t Die So Easily

The sleeping man did not move or respond.

"You know, there's something I've been too shy to tell you... In fact, I fell for you the first time I saw you that year. I wondered how there could be such a beautiful boy in the world. He looked well-educated and lived in such a luxurious mansion, but why did he look so lonely and depressed? I saved you because I liked you at first sight. Later, after so many years, and after what had happened between us, I finally remembered the past and finally knew that I had saved you. It's our fate." Savannah said with mixed feelings as she held his hand.

"God is nice to me. He sent the boy to my side, even though in a dramatic way. So I believe that we are destined to be together. As long as we make a great effort, we will beat your disease at last. We have experienced so many difficulties and misunderstandings. How can you just give in to the illness and give me to another man? Be active in the treatment and let me accompany you, will you?"

His finger trembled slightly in her hand. She didn't care and thought he was just dreaming. Leaning over to his shoulder, she closed her eyes and went on remembering her story with him, and as she said, she suddenly felt his other hand caressing her head.

Her heart stopped beating, and she looked up to see his dark eyes staring at her.

"Are you awake? How are you feeling now? I'll get the doctor..." She rose in a happy surprise.

He caught her hand and pulled her into his arms.

Still in his strait-jacket, he couldn't touch her closely, but she heard his strong heartbeat and his slightly husky voice saying, "I'm sorry. I hurt you again, but believe me, I made a choice to avoid hurting you physically. I don't deserve you, as you can see my situation, my illness deteriorating my body,"

She froze for a moment and suddenly understood. He had heard what she whispered in his ear.

"Don't worry. I won't die so easily." He struggled to sit up, his thin lips on her cheek, and he kissed away her tears softly.

Savannah locked her arms around his neck, fully relieved, and the tears ran even harder.

As long as he thought it out and wouldn't drive her away, that was enough.

They rested together in each other's arms, closely united.

"Sweetheart," he said in a playful voice, "I didn't know you could hide my illness from me together with my father for so long."

Three years ago, she overheard a conversation between old Sterling and Dr. Joe when she lived in Sterling's house and learned that he had that genetic, mental illness.

But she kept it all to herself and didn't breathe a word about it.

Savannah could hear that he was not angry.

"Your father didn't mean to keep it from you... Don't blame him. He didn't say anything because he was afraid that you'd be under a lot of pressure if you knew."

How could he blame his father?

Half a year ago, when he learned he had the disease, he knew that his elder brother's death had nothing to do with his father.

His elder brother died in an accident after a quarrel with old Sterling many years ago.

Although the quarrel was a cause, the main reason that killed his elder brother was not his father, but the terrible family disease.

But he had blamed his elder brother's death on his father and hated him and made a stranger of him for so many years.

His father, however, in order not to give him pressure, decided not to tell him about this family disease and would rather be misunderstood by him.

***

Dylan's mood became better after that day.

After he saw that she was haggard because of taking care of him, he asked her to go back home for a good rest. Savannah agreed. As long as he calmed down, willing to fight the disease together with her, she would always take his word.

A few days later, Savannah learned that Fiona was transferred back to Zagreb Film from the head office.

In fact, she already didn't mind.

Now she only hoped that he could recover as soon as possible.

This morning, Savannah arrived at the hospital carrying the soup box she had cooked the day before.

Before she entered the hospital, a soft voice behind her called,

"Miss Schultz!"

She looked back and saw a ponytail, young college girl walking to her.

"Who are you?" She paused and asked.

"I'm Cecelia Smith. Nice to see you, Miss Schultz," Cecelia said shyly.

Savannah was surprised. The girl in front of her was the daughter of the governor and the girl who came to her wedding with Kevin that day.

"Oh, hi. What can I do for you?" Savannah responded with a polite smile.

Cecelia bit her lip and looked at Savannah.

"It's just…I haven't seen Kevin for a while. I've checked, but he has no departure record. Do you know where he might have gone? After all, Miss Schultz, you're the one who knows him most in the world..."

Savannah clenched her hands.

Kevin must be feeling down these days.

He must have secluded himself in a quiet place somewhere.

Then she felt confused. Why did this girl from the Smith family care so much about Kevin?

She had been wondering about Kevin's relationship with the Smith family.

The governor, Robert Smith, had helped Kevin a lot and cared for him so much almost without expecting any favor in return.

But Kevin didn't even invite Robert to his wedding.

His explanation was that he wanted the wedding to be low-key. Robert was the governor and the head of the Smith family, and it would be a big deal if he came in person.

On the day of the wedding, she also noticed something strange in Kevin's relationship with this girl.

Now, the governor's daughter found her in person to inquire about Kevin's whereabouts.

"Kevin grew up in Mission of Hope orphanage... He used to go back there when he's in a bad mood. Maybe you can go and have a look," Savannah replied after thinking for a little while.

"Yeah! Why didn't I look over there? What a fool I am!" Cecelia thanked Savannah and turned around to leave.

"Miss Smith," Savannah hesitated to stop her.

Cecelia paused and turned back.

"I'm wondering what the relationship between Kevin and you…?" Savannah asked in a tone of great curiosity.