MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

"What the hell is Mr. Sterling doing? How could he go to see that woman again?" Garcia was very angry.

"He didn't go out on his own initiative. Charlotte's servant called him last night. It sounded like something happened to Miss Rowe, and he had to go himself…" Savannah defended him, twisting the hem of her dress around her fingers.

"I see. That bitch deliberately seduced Mr. Sterling! Well, you really shouldn't hold back when she challenges you like this. I'll accompany you out today." Garcia got angrier.

Savannah nodded. She didn't mean to fight; she agreed to see Charlotte just because she wanted to know what happened between Charlotte and Dylan.

Garcia told Sophie that Savannah wanted to have a walk-in near the park. Then she called the driver arranged by old Sterling for Savannah. When the driver arrived, she helped Savannah get into the car and left Green Bay together.

About half an hour later, the car stopped outside a cafe downtown.

"Savannah, shall I come in with you?" Garcia was worried when she saw her get out of the car alone.

"Garcia, I'm not a kid anymore. I can handle it." Savannah took a breath and said.

Garcia didn't insist. If she went in with Savannah, maybe that woman would think that Savannah was afraid of her. "Savannah, you're Mr. Sterling's legal wife. That woman was only a home-wrecker. It's gonna be fine. Don't be afraid!"

Savannah didn't say anything. Legal wife? They had not held the wedding ceremony yet, and their marriage had not been opened to the public.

Charlotte was the one who appeared in Dylan's life first, and she had even saved his life.

In front of the one who had been so important in Dylan's mind, she really didn't have much confidence.

In order not to make Garcia worried, Savannah forced a weak smile and nodded. Then she walked into the café with a hand protecting her belly.

The café was quiet, and it lounged hummed with soft background music from time to time. There were few guests at this time. Each seat was semi-open, suitable for a private conversation.

A waitress saw the young pregnant woman, and hurriedly came to greet her. "Miss Schultz? Miss Rowe is waiting for you over there. Please come with me."

The waitress led Savannah to the innermost window seat.

Charlotte was sitting there in a white satin dress, her hair trailing over her shoulders. Seeing Savannah coming, she didn't move but smiled, "nice to see you again, Miss Schultz. Please sit down." Then she gestured to the waiter to bring the juice.

Charlotte seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and her face was haggard. Although she had put on simple makeup, she looked weak, as if she had just recovered from a severe illness.

Savannah sat down opposite her. After a short silence, Charlotte spoke and said, "Savannah... Do you mind if I call you by your first name? You can just call me Charlotte."

"Whatever. Miss Rowe." Savannah replied drily.

Charlotte was a little embarrassed. Savannah still called her Miss Rowe. That was to say, she did not want to get close to her at all. Taking a deep breath, Charlotte returned to her sweet look and continued, "I just want to explain something to you."

Savannah raised her eyebrows and looked at Charlotte.

"You must have known about Dylan and me," Charlotte said slowly.

"Well, I heard that you'd risked your life to save Dylan when you were young, and he had been looking for you." Savannah's voice was toneless.

"I know, you hate me for ruining your wedding, but do you know why Dylan went to Chicago on the eve of your wedding? Actually, it was my fault. I heard that he's going to get married, and of course, the bride's not me. I ran back home to avoid attending your wedding, but I still couldn't get over it. I attempted suicide by taking a position in great sadness." Charlotte bit her lip, and she looked so poor and adorable.

Taking poison? No wonder the servant said Charlotte was spit blood over the phone last night. She had not recovered yet.

"That's why Dylan flew to Chicago before the wedding. He looked after me himself and accompanied me through the crisis. Miss Schultz, please don't blame him. It's my fault. I shouldn't have done the stupid thing at the wrong time. Last night, I felt bad, and the nursing assistant was so anxious that she called Dylan. Anyway, it's all my fault. Miss Schultz, don't make any mistake about Dylan. I'd be so sorry if there's any change in your marriage."

Savannah's mood was even gloomier after Charlotte's explanation.

Dylan left her to Chicago before their wedding and stayed there for more than a week because Charlotte committed suicide.

She might as well not know this reason.

He stayed in Chicago for so long because he was worried about Charlotte. If he didn't have any feelings for her, why not just ask someone to take care of her? Why did he stay there in person? It meant that Charlotte had a very high position in his mind, right?

What's more, even if Charlotte had attempted suicide. She was fine now. Why must he postpone the wedding?

Was it because he realized his true feeling for Charlotte, so he regretted it? Or he was afraid that Charlotte might do stupid things again, so he didn't want to irritate her? Whatever the reason was, the fact was that he was worried about her.

Charlotte's face lit up with sweetness as she reminisced. "After I was sent to the hospital, Dylan flew to Chicago and rushed to see me. I felt like I was in a dream when he appeared at my bedside, burning with anxiety. I was carefully nursed by him those days. I never thought that he would look after me in person, and how I wished time could stay…"

Savannah's heart wrenched.

Flew to see her… burning with anxiety…

These words made her so uncomfortable when they were used on her man by another woman.

"But I also know that while Dylan was accompanying me, he was also thinking about you and the baby in your belly," Charlotte took a sip of the juice and sighed, as if she was terribly troubled, "I know, no matter what had happened between Dylan and me, it was all in the past. Now, you and the baby are his responsibilities. I don't want him to be torn. I know he's struggling between the two of us…"

Was that man struggling between them? Savannah slightly knitted her eyebrows, No. Dylan was always a man of determination. But he did leave her before their wedding, he did spend more than a week with Charlotte in Chicago, and he did plan to postpone the wedding when he came back.

Savannah was not sure if she should believe him or not now.

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