Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Before she started explaining, Kevin believed her.

But what about Dylan? He still didn't trust her, and even rebuked her in front of Abby.

She bit the straw firmly, trying, and failing, to stop her tears.

Why did she care about Dylan's feelings? If he didn't believe her, let it go! Why should she care about his attitude towards her?

Seeing her red eyes, Kevin raised his hand and rubbed her hair softly as he did when they were in the orphanage.

Savannah pulled herself out of her reverie and gently pulled away from his touch, trying not to hurt his feelings.

Kevin realized the intimacy of his subconscious action and pulled his hand away. Instead, he sat next to her.

Savannah turned to him and, deciding it was time, launched into her explanation, telling him the whole story from that day.

"Damn it! Didn't you explain?" Kevin frowned.

"I tried," Savannah smiled wryly, "but Valerie was hysterical and insistent that I pushed her – and there was another guest there, someone else who has it out for me, who acted as a witness. Who would believe me?"

Kevin was silent for a few seconds before he looked into her eyes and asked, "Does he believe you?"

As long as Dylan was on her side, supporting her and protecting her, he could always help her with her, and Kevin knew that. Savannah stayed quiet for a long time, moving her gaze away from his.

Kevin understood immediately when he saw the look on her face. "He doesn't believe you?"

The answer was obvious.

If Dylan believed her, she wouldn't be walking around the streets like a ghost!

"All the evidence points to me. It's normal for him not to trust me," Savannah tried to rationalize, shrugging her shoulders.

"But he's not someone else, he's --" Kevin gritted his teeth.

Dylan was now her man! How could a man not believe his woman? How could he allow his woman to be unjustly treated!?

Kevin clenched his fists silently. If he had known that Dylan Sterling treated Savannah this way, he wouldn't have let Savannah be with him!

"Where is he now? I'll take you to him!" Kevin took her hand.

"No, Kevin, I'll get this done myself," Savannah quickly pulled away from her hand. She didn't want to go back to see Dylan and Abby.

"Savannah, you won't have to bear everything yourself. I'm always there for you, you know that."

Savannah forced a smile.

"Don't worry about me, Kevin, I'm a big girl now. I can't always depend on you. I'll look for an opportunity to explain this to old Sterling again."

Kevin saw her insist and finally said nothing.

"Are you all right, Kevin?" Savannah changed the subject.

"I'm fine," Kevin glanced at the paint on his back.

"What are you doing here, anyway?" She asked, suddenly realizing that he came out of the blue. Could it be a coincidence that he happened to pass by?

Kevin was silent for two seconds.

"Actually, I came to see you today. I know you live in Beverly Hills, and I don't want to call you out, so I just wait for you outside. I just happened to see you passing the hotel, but I didn't want to interrupt you when you were walking in – you seemed to be on a mission."

He had learned how possessive Dylan was of Savannah, and he knew that Savannah was a little afraid of that man. He didn't want to cause her any trouble.

"Kevin, what did you want to see me about?" Savannah was a little amazed.

"It will be your twentieth birthday in a few days. I have prepared a gift and want to give it to you," Kevin said softly.

Oh, yeah, it would be her birthday in a few days... She had almost forgotten. Kevin remembered, and he prepared a gift for her. That was… Well, it was beyond sweet. She wanted to thank him, but she knew that her thank you would never be enough to let him know how grateful she was for him.

"What is it? You know that I won't accept just any gift!" She said, smiling at him teasingly.

Kevin's look softened. He knew she felt better now. He took out a disc and handed it to her.

"What is this? A CD?" Savannah asked curiously.

"This is my new game," said Kevin. "It's for you. The heroine in the game is based on you."

Savannah looked at Kevin, astonished.

"I know that the gift may not be as valuable as a piece of clothing or a piece of jewelry he gave you, but I mean…" he trailed off, afraid she didn't like it.

Savannah's face softened. She accepted the disc.

"It's more precious than any piece of clothing or jewelry."

It was true that this gift was not very expensive, but it was a gift of love because of all the heart and care that Kevin had put into it.

"Savannah, you should take a taxi home now," Kevin got up and walked to the road's side.

Savannah knew that he asked her to take a taxi because he didn't want to bring her trouble by driving her back.

She was overcome with a nice warm feeling at his consideration. Then she thought about the scene between Dylan and Abby. She brought herself and took Kevin's hand,

"Kevin, I would really appreciate a ride home from you," she said boldly.

Dylan brought Abby roses from Bulgaria, invited her to dinner at the hotel, and they flirted in the booth. Why couldn't she touch another man, or be friends with another man?

Who did Dylan think he was – an emperor?

Before he could answer, Savannah swaggered towards Kevin's car, pulled open the passenger door, and climbed in.

Kevin paused and then walked over to the driver's seat and started the engine.

The car stopped in front of a villa in Beverly Hills.

"Kevin, go back and change your clothes," Savannah got out of the car and looked at the paint on Kevin, embarrassed. It was her fault, after all.

"I'll wait for you to get inside first," Kevin said.

Savannah said nothing, waved her hand, and went into the villa.

Kevin watched her back disappear behind the door.

With his hands on the steering wheel, he did not move for a long time. He recalled the days of the orphanage. Savannah was very unsociable when she first came to the orphanage. She missed her father and cried all the time.

To amuse her, he tried to play with her every day.

At the end of each day, she would wave to him before they parted.

"Kevin, I'm happy today. See you tomorrow!" She would say, then she hopped back into her room like a rabbit.

No matter how tired he was, he would be satisfied and look forward to meeting her tomorrow.