MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

Savannah took his hand and walked away from the banquet hall to the empty terrace, not far away.

She couldn't bear to part with him like that!

She didn't believe he left her really because of the reputation of his family!

Now that she met him today. She'd rather be stabbed in the heart again than be kept in the dark!

Dylan tried to shake off her hand, but she held him so tightly that he couldn't pull back his hand.

Afraid of attracting other guests' attention, he was dragged by her onto the terrace without a word.

It was very quiet on the terrace, except for their breathing and the low chirp of insects in the night.

"Miss Schultz, what do you want to do?" Dylan asked coldly as he withdrew his hand and took two steps back to keep his distance.

"Dylan, Kevin wants me to go back to Italy with him. I'm going to say yes. After leaving with him, I will never come back." Savannah stared at him.

She seemed to notice a furtive bitter look in his eyes, but when she looked carefully again, she only found coldness.

"Oh, congratulations." He said simply. His face remained impassive and calm under the silvery moonlight.

Her heart seemed to be split open by a sharp knife. Though she had expected his answer, she still hoped that he would regret it and that he would hold her back and tell her there was a reason for his indifference these days...

But no.

All she got was his cold answer again.

Still not wanting to give up, she clenched her fist and asked with a twang, "nothing more?"

He paused, slipped one hand into the pocket of his trousers, and raised his thin lips to a half-smile.

"If you're going to get married, tell me in advance, and I'll send a gift. Anyway, you're the mother of my son --"

In despair, Savannah raised her hand and slapped the man in front of her on his face!

He took her wrist, his eyes sank, and he dragged her fiercely in his direction. She leaned forward, almost into his arms, but before she could touch him, he forced her to stop.

"Miss Schultz, don't think I'm still your man," he said grimly. "We have nothing to do with each other. You have no right to hit me."

She stared at him in absolute misery.

He held her wrist with such unsparing force that she could almost hear her bones crunching.

One could only be so cruel to the person he didn't feel love.

But…she still did not want to give up, still making a final struggle.

"Do you really not love me at all, really want to see me with another man? I want you to look at me and answer me seriously." She stared into his cold eyes.

"Yes." He gave her the final blow.

Her heart sank within her, and she reeled a little as if she would collapse the next moment. But he pulled his hand away and did not mean to hold her.

When he turned to go, she felt like an elk driven to the cliff with no way out. With the last ounce of her strength, she rushed to him and hugged him from behind. Tears streamed down her face.

"Dylan, don't go! Don't leave me, please!"

He paused and turned slowly.

She stood on her tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him, not fearing disgrace or his teasing.

She trailed her soft lips on his, and her tongue tried to open his mouth. She exhausted herself to ask him back.

An overmastering passion burst out after being compressed for a long time, making her no longer able to control her true feelings!

She knew what she was doing was humble, but she would have regretted it more for the rest of her life if she didn't have a try.

Dylan didn't seem to expect her to suddenly kiss him. He froze and even kissed back involuntarily, but all of a sudden, he recovered and pushed her away.

She staggered back and was about to come forward again when a familiar young female voice came,

"Dylan!"

Shocked, Savannah slowly turned and looked over.

Fiona, in a blue dress, ran to the terrace. She called him his name directly.

Did he bring Fiona to the party tonight?

Savannah felt as though her heart was pricked by needles.

Dylan squinted, breathing a sigh of relief at Fiona's arrival. He went over and said gently, "looking for me?"

The tone was full of intimacy. It was not like a boss talking to a secretary.

Savannah's heart sank and chilled.

His relationship with Fiona was clearly closer...

Fiona looked a little embarrassed. She looked at Savannah as if she wanted to say something.

Dylan took Fiona's hand and suddenly pulled her over.

With a low exclamation, Fiona bumped into his arms with red ears.

Savannah couldn't bear to see that anymore. She bit her lip hard and ran quickly away from the terrace.

Fiona opened her mouth subconsciously but was stopped by Dylan coldly.

"Don't shout." At the same time, he let go of Fiona's hand and stepped back.

Fiona gasped and shut up.

***

Savannah ran inside and saw that the feast had already begun.

The lights in the banquet hall dimmed, and all the lights were gathered on the stage.

Good, at least, no one could see her face full of tears.

She dried her tears and puffed out her chest as if nothing had happened.

On the stage, Raymond, the host of the evening, walked up on a crutch. After his opening remarks, he said, "Today, I'm glad you could come to the party. It's only a friendly dinner with my old friends. And there's another thing I want to announce."

The guests quieted down.

Raymond took a deep breath, his eyes fell at Savannah, and a loving, emotional smile spread from his lips.

"Many years ago, my only daughter had a family before she married into the Rowe family, and had a daughter, but they were far apart because of some misunderstandings. Today, I want to introduce my granddaughter to you," Raymond said as his eyes settled on Savannah. "Savannah Schultz!"