MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

Olivia smiled faintly.

Matt left the ward to let them amuse themselves together, saying that he was going to ask the doctor about Olivia's post-care.

They chatted for a while.

Olivia's parents traveled from their home town to LA and would come to see her this afternoon. Fearing that Olivia would be too tired, Savannah prepared to take her to leave.

"You've just woken up and need more rest. Keep your spirits up to meet your parents in the afternoon. I'll come and see you tomorrow." As she rose and turned around, her dress flew up; Olivia's face suddenly changed, "Savannah?" She caught Savannah by her hand and stopped her suspiciously.

Savannah paused; she turned back and saw Olivia gazing at her belly.

She was still wearing a loose-fitting coat today, but Olivia sat too close to her, and she clearly noticed her tiny baby bump when she stood up.

Savannah covered her belly unconsciously, but then she knew that this movement would only bear out Olivia's suspicions, and she slowly put her hands down.

"Savannah, you are not pregnant, are you?" Olivia couldn't believe her eyes.

According to the size of her baby bump, she was at least three months pregnant...

As a model, Savannah had a small delicate shape, thin arms, and legs. If Olivia had not noticed her belly bump, she would never guess her best friend was pregnant.

What had happened to Savannah when she was in a coma?

Savannah nodded.

Olivia gulped, "but you and Dylan..."

Savannah knew what she wanted to say. She and Dylan were not married, and she was not even his girlfriend. They should have used condemn at ordinary times… What did it mean for her to have an illegitimate child in her twenties? What should she do after the baby's born? Who was she at that time?

Dylan wanted a baby, so he made her pregnant, but he never planned their future for her.

Olivia was almost suffocated by the anger when she thought that her poor friend was in trouble because of a man.

Savannah patted her on the back to calm her, "Olivia, you've just woke up, and you need a good rest. Don't worry about me. Take care of yourself first."

Olivia looked worriedly at Savannah.

Savannah became her close friend after she came to LA and worked as a model. Like Savannah, she didn't have a good background and had to struggle in the model circle alone, but she had parents and relatives, and when she had to be hospitalized, at least there was a reliable lover beside her.

As for Savannah… her father died, and her mother was missing, and she was the same as an orphan; all she received was the cold treatment from her only family--her uncle and aunt, what's more, it was her cousin who seduced her fiancé away!

Finally, she met a man who could take care of her... However, this rich and powerful man never gave her a complete and healthy relationship; no matter how he petted Savannah, he was not Savannah's good choice.

But now he made Savannah pregnant?

As Savannah's best and only friend, if she did not worry about her, she was afraid that no one else could worry about her...

Olivia pressed Savannah's arm tightly, "what is Dylan's reaction?"

"He... he's very happy about my pregnancy, and he cares so much about the baby." Savannah did not lie. The man was overjoyed.

"I mean, did he promise to marry you? Or are you engaged? You're pregnant now, and he's not going to let you have a baby as an unmarried mother, is he? At least he should make your relationship public… Not yet? What are you? A surrogate mother?"

Promise to marry...

Savannah shook her head. She hadn't thought of that. She was not sure if they were in a relationship.

Olivia gulped, "so he didn't even think about going steady with you? Does he just need your belly? Come on! Dylan Sterling's so powerful, it must be easy for him to find a woman to give him children, why should he hurt you?!"

As Olivia spoke, she became angrier and began to cough and gasp for breath.

Savannah hurriedly poured a glass of water for her.

"And you, Savannah, why not protect yourself? You know how to say no, don't you?" Olivia failed to calm herself down.

"I..." Savannah hesitated for a long time. In fact, in the beginning, she was much angrier than Olivia. She rebelled against him more than once and tried many ways to have an abortion. She sneaked out to a little clinic for the operation but was caught in time by that man; she drank ice water; she drugged him in order to abort the child in sex; she even almost jumped out of a window…

However, now she wavered and seemed to have given away… After the fetus movement that day, the strong desire for having an abortion became weaker and weaker like a candle flickered out in the wind...

Maybe it was because she knew the baby had a life, so she hadn't the heart to kill it, or because she had special feelings for the man who made her pregnant...

No! It can't be the second reason.

She fought off the absurd thought and said as calmly as she could, "don't worry... I'll think it over."

Olivia looked very strained; she nodded and looked after Savannah as she left.

Out of the ward, Judy came up to Savannah as soon as she closed the door. "Savannah. Are you tired? Let's go home."

"I will go to the bathroom first," Savannah shook her head and said.

"Oh, I'll go with you."

"No, I can go myself, wait for me here, and I'll be back soon," Savannah said and turned for the women's room at the end of the corridor.

Judy felt a little strange when she saw Savannah absent-minded and upset. She knew Savannah would not escape and make it difficult for her, so she just sat down on the bench, waiting for her out.

With weight on her mind, Savannah pushed the bathroom door in.

As Olivia said, Dylan never made their relationship public, and no matter how much he pampered her and valued the baby, he didn't mention marrying her...

What feelings did that man have for her?

Did he take her as a plaything, the plunder taken from his nephew?

She really envied the relationship between Olivia and Matt; they were common lovers, but they treated each other true-heartedly and whole-heartedly.

Savannah walked to the hand basins, washed her face with cold water, and looked at her pale face in the mirror. Taking a deep breath, she finally cooled herself down,

She was about to walk out of the washroom when suddenly, she became aware of footsteps after her and saw a strong hand close to her face. Then a smelly wet cloth was put over her mouth and nose before she could scream or call Judy!

She widened her eyes as she breathed through the cloth. Her strength fell away quickly, and she lapsed into a coma.

The bathroom door was opened noiselessly. Savannah, with her eyes closed tightly and her mouth still covered by a big hand, was half-dragged and half-lifted toward the staircase.