Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Valerie held back her grievances, sat down, and awkwardly changed her shoes.

"Hey," Devin said, finally turning to her.

"What's up, dear?" Valerie was delighted, thinking that he knew he was too cold to her, and regretted it.

"I'm going to the bar after dinner," said Devin simply, "I'll tell grandpa that I still have a business affair in the company. You know what you should do if grandpa asks. He won't be happy if he knows I'm screwing around outside so late."

Valerie's face turned pale. He just wanted to say this to her...

Oh, cooperate with him to act in the presence of old Sterling again!

Since she married him and moved into Sterling's house, she had been acting with him every day, playing an affectionate couple in front of old Sterling. When he returned to their room and closed the door, he became cold and indifferent, maintaining a stony silence. On the other hand, he always went out with his evil associates secretly.

Valerie jumped to her feet, unable to hold her tongue any longer, "Devin, what are you going to do at the bar at this late hour? Can't you stay with me and the baby?"

"Why are you shouting? You want my grandfather to hear?" Devin's asked, looking at her with a dark expression.

"I don't care! Let him hear! I don't want to act anymore! Now that I'm pregnant for you, can't you show me more love and care?" Valerie's eyes turned red with the threat of tears.

Devin sneered, approaching her slowly, "Valerie, don't push your luck! You should be grateful that I've married you. You want me to be at home twenty-four hours a day to be with you, to treat you like a baby, and hold you in my arms? Don't be greedy! Let me tell you, Valerie, if you cooperate with me and help me please my grandfather, you are still my legal wife. If you make any trouble for me…" he let the threat hang in the air.

With that, he gave her a scornful glance before he headed to the next room. He couldn't even stand to see her.

The door slammed shut, sending a shiver through Valerie's body. Large tears gathered in her eyes and broke hot across her cheeks.

Threatened by his last words, Valerie did not dare to cry out, afraid of being heard by old Sterling.

As she silently cried, she felt a burst of convulsions of her body, mixed with a faint pain in her belly.

He wasn't like that when she'd first met him.

Was this the punishment from God? Was she being punished for taking her cousin's fiancé?

No --

She had to bite her teeth to get her punishment. Otherwise, Savannah would laugh at her!

Anyway, she was still old Sterling's granddaughter-in-law.

Savannah, what are you? You are just Dylan Sterling's underground lover!

If Dylan really loved Savannah, he would have made their relationship open or given Savannah a title. But it seemed he was only playing around with Savannah! So far, Valerie, though, I'm winning.

Thinking of this, Valerie wiped away her tears, feeling slightly more comfort.

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After coming back to LA, Dylan gave Savannah several days to leave for a rest.

After two days' rest, Savannah got a call from Olivia, who asked her to go shopping together.

Since beginning as a secretary at the Sterling group, Savannah had neglected to see Olivia – not because she wanted to, simply because she had no time. She agreed immediately.

Arriving at the mall, Olivia took her straight to a famous maternal and infant shop. Savannah stood there bug-eyed and then smiled, reaching out to touch Olivia's abdomen. "Am I going to be a godmother? When will you and Matt get married?"

They once joked in a chat that when they got married and had a baby, they would serve as the godmother of each other's child.

Olivia knocked off her hand. "What the hell! I won't get pregnant before getting married! It's my cousin. She is pregnant, and I want to buy something for her unborn baby."

Savannah laughed, "It's okay to buy a double. Anyway, you and Matt will get married sooner or later, I think I will be a godmother soon!"

Olivia put her hand on Savannah's shoulder, smiling, "What about me? When can I be a godmother?"

Savannah froze, her eyes flaring momentarily, and she did not reply.

Olivia gently hit herself in the mouth when she realized she had said the wrong thing.

The relationship between Savannah and Dylan Sterling was unclear, and Sterling had not yet revealed the identity of Savannah as his girlfriend, let alone his plans to marry her or have children.

"Sorry, Savannah," said Olivia carefully.

"Don't worry about it," Savannah simply smiled.

The calmer Savannah seemed to be, the guiltier Olivia felt. She tried to mend her ways, comforting, "I don't think you have anything to worry about, Savannah, I think Sterling really cares for you. He's so handsome – incredibly rich! He's quite the bachelor, and you know that he constantly has women hanging off him. Yet he chose you, I think that really says something."

Savannah pursed her lips.

Olivia was still too na?ve. How could a man like Dylan choose a woman without a purpose?

How could she tell Olivia that Dylan wanted her to be his woman because he didn't want to be threatened by Devin at first? And now he wanted her to have a baby in order to fight for power!

As Olivia said, so many beautiful rich ladies liked him, why did Dylan, such a bachelor, choose someone as plain as Savannah? There must've been some plan that Savannah wasn't privy to.

She pursed her lips, unwilling to talk about it, and took Olivia's arm.

"Let's go in," Savannah insisted.

Though they had never been mothers, they had a natural affinity and affection for baby products. They laughed and talked as they selected and compared the baby products.

"Oh, Savannah, look at this baby's skirt. It's really too cute!" Olivia's face shone with excitement.

Savannah smiled. Her heart softened when she saw these baby clothes too. It hit her all of a sudden that Dylan had tried to force her to get pregnant a few days ago…

If she did accidentally get pregnant with his baby, it must be a pretty little baby when he or she wore these clothes after birth, right?

Whether it's a boy or a girl, she hoped it would have the same eyes, nose, and lips as Dylan, and he or she must be beautiful and delicate like a little angel!

Holy crap! Savannah, what are you thinking about?

She shook her head to drive the fantasy out of her mind. How could she think of such a terrible thing?

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