"I didn't know how to take care of Savannah? I can do better if you don't always do her harm." Kevin smirked.
With a black face, Dylan walked straight to the ward.
"What are you doing?" Kevin stepped over and headed him off.
"None of your business," said Dylan coldly.
"What's the fuss?" An older head nurse ca over, looking serious. "It's about two in the morning! The patient needs rest. Are you trying to wake her? Go back and co at visiting hours."
Kevin didn't move.
"Stay at the door tonight, and don't let anyone harass Miss Schultz," Dylan ordered his bodyguards as he glanced at Kevin.
With a snort, Kevin looked at the door of the ward and then left.
* * *
He ca back to the hospital at seven in the morning.
Two of Dylan's bodyguards were still standing at the door. They watched Kevin warily, as if he was a dangerous person coming to hurt the one in the ward.
Kevin ignored them and pushed the door silently.
Savannah was lying in bed asleep, like a sleeping beauty. As Kevin got closer, he noticed her forehead furrowed, as though she was having a nightmare, and her pale lips moved, mumbling sothing in her dream.
Kevin bent forward to listen to her.
"Dylan... I'm here. Help… Dylan..." She whispered in a low voice.
Kevin froze. He felt as though he'd been struck a blow under the heart.
She was calling that man's na in her dream.
Was that man the first one she thought of when she was in danger? Did she still want to be with that man in her subconscious?
He clenched his fists to hold himself in.
However, his unstable breathing seed to disturb Savannah's sleep. She opened her eyes slowly. In a mont, her stare was vacant, and she looked a little disappointed to see him. Then her eyes beca clear.
"Kevin, there you are…" She said weakly.
Kevin wanted to ask if she was disappointed that the one in front of her was not that man… but he finally refrained.
"How are you feeling?" he took a pillow cushion behind her waist as he asked, and then he touched her forehead, "Your temperature is down. Better now?"
"Yeah, much better." Savannah nodded and twitched her mouth, "I'm thirsty."
Kevin smiled, turned, and poured a glass of warm water for her.
Savannah took a big mouthful of water and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"He found you last night and sent you to the hospital. You know that, don't you?" Kevin asked suddenly.
"What? Oh, yes. I know..." Savannah stamred.
"Savannah," Kevin stared into her eyes as if trying to read her true mind, "Do you still want to go to Italy with ?"
Savannah opened her mouth and paused, her heart missed a beat.
"What did you say?" she looked at him in a puzzled way.
"I an, if you change your mind and want to stay, just tell ." He didn't want to take away her body when her heart was still on soone else.
Her hand went limp, the water spilled from her glass. She took a breath and forced a smile.
"No, Kevin, I an, I won't change my mind... You don't think I have anything to do with him, do you? He did find and saved last night... But nothing changes because of this. I'll go back to Italy with you." She said with certainty.
Really? Do you know you pressed yourself tight to that man when he brought you back last night? Do you know that you still called his na in your dream?
Kevin dared not ask more.
Although Savannah insisted she had nothing with Dylan, she might not realize that she had gradually softened towards him.
Finally, he just smiled and touched her hair.
"That's good."
* * *
It was noon when Kevin walked out of the hospital.
He went to his car absently when a female voice stopped him.
"Mr. Wills."
Kevin paused and turned about, casting his eyes toward the voice. Not far from his behind, a slender young woman in a white chiffon skirt was coming toward him. The young woman was of Savannah's age, well dressed and graceful in manner. At first sight, Kevin knew that she was a girl from a rich and influential family.
"You are?" Kevin gave a slight frown.
"Charlotte Rowe. I think you've heard of my na." Charlotte introduced herself in a fine way. Then she smiled at Kevin, "Nice to et you, Mr. Wills. You're absolutely charming as I thought. Girls can't keep their eyes off of you."
The man before her was young, elegant, and with a nice personality. He was handso from his dark eyebrows to his high-bridged nose. She had to say that Savannah's childhood sweetheart was a pretty and successful man.
"Miss Rowe, you don't co to complint , do you?" Kevin said dryly.
"Okay, I'll carry straight. I guess you're now worried about sothing, right? To be exact, you are afraid that Miss Schultz would not leave with you." Charlotte said with a confident smile.
"What do you want to say?" Kevin looked at Charlotte.
"We're the sa in so way because we all want Dylan and Miss Schultz to end their relationship completely. But now, things seem to be drifting in the wrong direction. Although Miss Schultz forgot Dylan, the two are getting closer, and most importantly, they have a biological son. If they go on this way, Miss Schultz will sooner or later accept Dylan and get back together with Dylan again." Charlotte said slowly.
"So, what do you want?" Kevin's tone turned cooler.
"To separate them completely," Charlotte, with a charming smile on her lips, moved closer to Kevin and whispered, "We must make Miss Schultz give up on Dylan, or even hate him. If Miss Schultz always gives Dylan the cold shoulder, he would give up sooner or later. You know what Miss Schultz's temperant is, and I think you know how to make Miss Schultz hate Dylan."
"Why should I help you? I don't want to cheat the woman I love."
"You're not helping , you're helping yourself. Do you want Miss Schultz to be moved by Dylan and go back to him one day?" Charlotte said what Kevin feared most in his mind.
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