Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

"That's all right. I can help myself." Savannah paused and said, softly.

Garcia could only see her slender figure walking upstairs alone.

***

Back in the room, Savannah closed the door and stood in front of the mirror.

The bright white wedding gown looked so ironic now.

She grabbed off her veil and slowly took off her wedding dress, her tears streaming down silently. Then she put on the clothes she wore at home, slumping feebly on the carpet against the wall. She could not repress a sob.

He didn't come back.

He was still in another city with another girl.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

She opened her tearful eyes, stood up, and grabbed the phone on the dressing table. Dylan's name was on the screen.

There were several missed calls. She was sitting outside in the yard, waiting for him when he called.

Shouldn't she be angry at him? But her eyes brightened when he called as if she saw the hope. She stopped crying and dried her eyes before she answered the phone.

She didn't want him to know she was crying for fear that he would be tired of her.

"Hello," she tried to control all her emotions.

"Savannah," Dylan's voice was tired and hoarse over the phone, "I'm sorry, I can't be back for the wedding today."

He called her name so gently, but she was not happy at all. Her heart twitches violently. Before she answered the phone, she was still hoping that he would tell her that he was on his way back. But he killed her hopes.

After a long time pause, she murmured with trembling lips, "you... you found her, right? You don't need me again, do you?"

"Nonsense. Don't think too much. I'll be back as soon as I can," Dylan said in a low voice.

"Why don't you come back now?" She held the phone firmly.

Dylan was about to speak when a soft, hurt voice called over the phone, "Dylan..."

There came a sound like vomiting and a groan of pain, and then footsteps shuffled.

"What's wrong…" Savannah did not know what happened, but she could hear that the woman's voice was Charlotte's.

"Savannah, I'll explain when I --" the call was shut short before he finished. She didn't know if he hung up or someone else knocked the phone down.

For a long time, Savannah held the phone and did not return. Her heart was filled with disappointment and loneliness.

He spent the whole day with Charlotte.

Charlotte was the one who saved his life.

Now he put off the wedding for Charlotte.

There were a few knocks on the door, and out of her trance, she answered.

Garcia walked in with a worried look on her face. She was afraid that Savannah would be too upset. She looked at her but didn't know how to comfort her, "Savannah... Mr. old Sterling sent the driver to take you back. You can go back to Sterling's house first. Everything will be fine. Mr. Sterling may just have been delayed for business affairs. He'll rearrange the wedding ceremony with you when he comes back."

This comfort was so weak.

The groom didn't show up on the wedding day. What a blow to the bride!

No matter what happened, Mr. Sterling should not be absent and left her wife alone on their wedding day!

Nothing could give Savannah consolation if he was not back.

Garcia would rather Savannah cried and scolded the man instead of being so quiet with a pale face. Savannah lifted her eyes and said weakly, "Garcia, please ask Sophie to tell old Sterling, I won't go back to Sterling's house now."

"Why?" Garcia was surprised.

"He said he'd be back. I'll wait for him." She would be waiting for him here, waiting for him to take her to finish the unfinished wedding ceremony as his bride.

Since he said he would be back as soon as he could, she believed him.

With that, she sat down on the bed, leaning on the bedhead. Her face was tired, and she looked ill. "I'm a little tired. I want to sleep," Savannah said as she closed her eyes.

Garcia knew Savannah's temper. Though Savannah always looked gentle and light, she was a girl of an unbending character.

Fine. She would not be at ease if Savannah was taken to Sterling's house in this condition. At least she could take care of her in Green Bay. With that in mind, Garcia said softly, "okay, you get some rest first." Then she closed the door quietly and went downstairs.

Sophie called old Sterling and told him that Savannah wanted to stay. Over the phone, old Sterling sighed deeply and didn't insist. After all, he felt guilty about her.

Maybe Savannah had known everything, so she didn't even ask anything when Dylan didn't pick her up in time. "You can just stay with Savannah in Green Bay these days and take good care of her. Tell her that I'll make Dylan hurry back. All in all, I don't want my grandson to have any problem."

"Yes, sir," Sophie replied.

After Sophie hung up the phone, Garcia went over to her and gnashed her teeth. "For goodness' sake, what's going on? Why did Mr. Sterling go to another city on the wedding day? Is he so busy? What exactly is he doing?"

Garcia had been dissatisfied with the relationship between Savannah and Dylan. After all, Dylan was Savannah's ex-fiancé's uncle. Savannah, who should have married his nephew, now married him. Their relationship would certainly be scolded by people. However, as long as Mr. Sterling really loved Savannah and treated her well, it would be all right. But now it seemed that Mr. Sterling didn't take their marriage seriously at all! If he were here at this moment, Garcia might have torn him apart!

Sophie sighed and knew she could not hide the fact for long. She just heard about it from Cooper this morning, and she was still shocked.

She told Garcia about Dylan's flying to Chicago in a low voice.

Garcia's face darkened. "What the fucking hell? Do you mean that Mr. Sterling has already had a first love and has been sending people to look for her? Now the girl's found, so he went to see her and forgot his wedding with Savannah?"

Sophie covered Garcia's mouth with a wry smile, "don't let Miss Schultz hear you."