Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

When it began to ring the third time, Judy answered it, afraid that something urgent would be delayed. However, Dylan was angry and rebuked her after coming back.

Did Dylan just forget his phone again?

No one spoke over the phone for a few seconds. Savannah quickly adjusted her mood, "Miss Rowe?"

"Is that Miss Schultz? Oh, you want to talk to Dylan?" Charlotte asked.

"Yes, is Dylan there?" Nonsense. Who else could she call? Savannah was shocked with anger, but she tried to be calm.

"Oh, he's not available right now." Charlotte hesitated for a moment, and then she put the phone away from her deliberately.

Savannah held her breath and heard Charlotte's voice over there, low but very clear, as if she was ordering the servant, "Auntie Shaw! Is Dylan still in the bathroom? Tell him that someone is calling."

Dark clouds hung over Savannah's mind.

In the bathroom? Dylan was not only with Charlotte, but he was also in the bathroom in Charlotte's room?

What did they do? What are they going to do?

Maybe he just had to visit John? She wanted to believe him. But after he didn't show on their wedding day and spent a whole week with another woman, she could not stop herself from thinking more.

It seemed to be a long time before Charlotte's voice was heard again, "Miss Schultz, I'm sorry, please wait..."

"No. That's fine. I'll talk to him when he's back." Savannah said drily. She was too tired. She didn't want to know what the hell they were doing, and she didn't want to ask.

What could she say when Dylan answered the phone? Ask him back to accompany her? He should never have met another woman in the middle of the night! Why should she look for him as a jealous wife?

"Miss Schultz, wait a minute." Before Savannah hung up, Charlotte stopped her.

"What?" Savannah was a little impatient now.

"I'm sorry," Charlotte paused and said, "your wedding was canceled because of me. But now that you're calling, can we meet tomorrow? There's something we need to talk about."

Savannah held her phone for a moment. Canceled? Her wedding was put off, not canceled. She wanted to say no, but it seemed to be cowardly...

"Okay." Charlotte was Dylan's savior, and as Dylan's wife, she should give her some face.

"It's between you and me. I don't want Dylan to be embarrassed. Please don't tell him, Miss Schultz." Charlotte added.

After they decided the time and place, Charlotte hung up the phone and smiled almost imperceptibly.

She deleted the call record with Savannah and called a maid, "Mr. Sterling left his phone here accidentally. Send it to him tomorrow morning."

* * *

Savannah sat still for long after the phone call.

She lay huddled up in bed and closed her eyes, forcing herself to sleep, but her mind was filled with images of Charlotte and Dylan. She was too tired. All she wanted was a good sleep now. The dull pain in her belly reminded her that she had to be strong enough to protect her baby... She could not be overcome now.

Gradually her head emptied of thought, and she slept.

Outside, the night was very quiet and still, and the moon was setting.

Then after some time, the door of the bedroom opened gently, and Dylan walked in. He groped his way toward the bed and could make out the shape of Savannah's body lying under the covers, her back to him, her body curved away from him and huddled up.

Dylan took off his coat and climbed onto the bed softly, and embraced the little woman from behind, only to find that she was slightly trembling.

Was she dreaming again? Dylan stared pitying at her, smoothing her hair away from her face. Then he frowned and paused.

Her face was damp. Sweat? He continued to touch and felt tears spilling from her eyes.

Did she cry?

Maybe it was a nightmare. Just like yesterday, when he came back, she was awakened by a nightmare.

Dylan didn't think much. He moved her face carefully and kissed her tears with his warm thin lips, pulling her closer to his chest.

* * *

When Savannah woke up the next morning, she felt a bit better and went downstairs to eat breakfast.

Sophie said Dylan came back last night, but he didn't wake her up. After staying with her for a while, he went to the next room to sleep.

Savannah nodded and didn't say anything. She had planned to ask him what he did with Charlotte last night, but since he was so busy that he went out early today, maybe she should just let it go.

After lunch, Savannah took a look at the time and asked Garcia to go out with her.

Garcia looked surprised and said, "Savannah, where do you want to go? You're not in good condition. If you feel like going for a walk, let's walk in a nearby park. Or shall I call your best friend Olivia and have her talk with you?"

"I have an appointment with someone." Savannah hesitated.

"Who's it?" Garcia knew that Savannah didn't have many friends, and since she met Dylan, she had been almost out of touch with all her friends.

"Charlotte Rowe," said Savannah in a quiet voice. Garcia was the same as her family, and she didn't want to bury everything in her heart.

"Is she the woman Mr. Sterling went to see in Chicago?" Garcia gasped.

Savannah bit her lip and didn't reply.

"The woman comes back with Mr. Sterling? Did she ask you out?" asked Garcia hastily.

Savannah nodded.

"What's this woman up to?" Garcia frowned, afraid that Charlotte would hurt Savannah.

"I called Dylan last night, and she answered the phone. Then she asked me out..." Savannah said quietly.

Garcia gasped again. She knew Mr. Sterling went out again soon after he came back last night. Did he go to see Miss Rowe again? Otherwise, how could that woman answer the phone?!"