Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Savannah laughed bitterly.

He asked you to give him a child. How can they talk about giving a child so frankly…? It would affect her whole life!

Well, Dylan was so powerful and so overbearing that he did not allow anyone to violate his command.

She knew that Judy told her this out of kindness. After all, the social difference between Dylan and her seemed so great that she would suffer a lot if Dylan were outraged. Judy wanted to keep her from harm.

She appreciated Judy's kindness, but… "Judy, don't worry. Someone would like to give him a baby. He is a good looking man, and many women wanted to be his woman," Savannah pursed her lips.

"Oh, who?" Judy queried.

"Abby White." She answered quickly to her.

Judy laughed, "How could that be possible? Abby White likes Mr. Sterling, but Mr. Sterling has no interest in her." She knew the daughter of the White family, of course, as she had worked with the Sterling for so many years.

"That was a long time ago. People change. They went to the resort together yesterday and spent the night there. Maybe Abby is now pregnant with the future mistress of the Sterling. Then I will have no business here."

"Wait a minute..." Judy frowned and interrupted Savannah. "Mr. Sterling and Abby spent the night at the resort last night?"

"Yes."

"No, Mr. Sterling went back at about ten o 'clock last night. How could he impregnate Abby?"

Dylan came back at ten o 'clock last night?

Savannah was stunned. He didn't spend the night at the resort with Abby?

Who cares?

Even if they did not spend the night together, it didn't mean that nothing happened.

Maybe they left after some good sex.

After all, the resort staff said they had booked a romantic suite.

"It could be that Dylan left the resort after he slept with Abby," Savannah said calmly.

She didn't believe Dylan could resist the temptation of a beautiful young lady.

Abby, the daughter of a wealthy family, liked Dylan so much that she was chasing Dylan all the time. She wanted to give Dylan children, so she must have gone into Dylan's bed last night.

No man would say no to a seductive woman who vamped him by using her love and sensuality.

Judy shook her head firmly. "It's impossible. Last night, when Mr. Sterling returned, he was still wearing the same clothes he had on this morning, including the underwear and the socks. Mr. Sterling is a clean freak, and he can't stand any dirt or sweat. If he had slept with Abby White, he would have taken a bath after that, and at least he would change his clothes. Savannah, I don't know his nature, but I know his habit. You have really misunderstood Mr. Sterling!"

Savannah rolled her eyes.

Yes, he was, indeed, in the same coat he was wearing at the resort when he found her in the hospital this morning.

So, he really didn't spend the night with Abby.

Dylan went back to Beverly Hills at ten o 'clock in the evening, that was to say, he left the resort almost as soon as she left in a taxi.

"Savannah, Mr. Sterling did not spend the night with Abby, what's more, when he came back and didn't see you home, he was terribly worried. Your phone was switched off, so he thought you might be in danger. He immediately ordered Garwood to search for you everywhere, and he also took the bodyguards out looking for you personally. He didn't sleep all night."

Savannah laced her fingers together.

Judy took another look at the dishes on the table, "Besides, Mr. Sterling actually made these dishes. Just now, he got up before you, and I was still in the workman's room next door when he went downstairs. He did not call me but cooked some food himself so that you could eat when you wake up. You were soundly asleep, and he still had some business to do with the company, so he left first."

Savannah's heart leaped as she looked at the dishes on the table.

He did all of these?

They were so delicious that she thought Judy made it.

Oh, well, he told her that he raised himself on his own in Britain for a long time.

He had also cooked spaghetti for her before, which was very nice.

Abruptly, somewhere in her heart, an inexplicable warm feeling stirred.

The bossy and assertive man, after they had sex, applied ointment on her and even cooked for her like a househusband.

What kind of man was he?

She took a deep breath and clenched her fist.

Savannah, don't be softhearted.

Just because he didn't spend the night with Abby, applied the ointment on you, and cooked you four dishes and a bowl of soup, now you are thinking about giving birth to a baby for him?

No, you can't. Stick to your principles!

After a sound sleep and a big breakfast, her energy was restored.

She checked her bank account with her phone. Well, her salary for the advertising shoot in the resort had just been paid.

She could withdraw the money for uncle Alban.

As she knew, Alban's mother was in the hospital for surgery these days.

Thinking of this, she said to Judy, "Judy, I will go to the hospital to visit my father's former subordinate."

Judy nodded and silently pointed to a substantial figure outside.

Savannah knew that the bodyguard would follow her wherever she went, but she had no choice.

Walking out of the villa with a backpack, Savannah was not surprised to see the bodyguard coming to her.

"Morning, Miss Schultz. Are you going out?"

"Yes."

"I'll take you. As Mr. Sterling ordered, I must follow you when you go out."

Savannah nodded. "Okay. I won't make any trouble for you, but I also have one request."

"What is it?"

"You can follow me, but you must be at least fifteen feet away from me. That is, you cannot be seen as my bodyguard."