"Mr. Sterling, are you leaving?" asked Emma politely.
Dylan nodded with a cold expression, "take care of Miss Schultz." Then he glanced back at the closed door and strode downstairs.
* * *
The following week, Dylan came to the Sterling's house twice.
He always came in the evening and had dinner with old Sterling and Savannah.
However, old Sterling noticed that each time Dylan came, Savannah never spoke to him first at the dinner table. The atmosphere between the two people was tense and quiet. When Dylan took the initiative to ask something about the baby, Savannah answered in an aloof manner.
After dinner, Savannah would ask Sophie or Emma to take her to the garden for a walk or rush upstairs and close herself in her room.
Anyway, Savannah seemed to be avoiding Dylan.
Dylan left the Sterling's house with a black face every time.
A few days later, the whole house seemed to become astir and busy. Savannah learned from Sophie that Devin had gone through his exit formalities and was going to fly to Japan this Sunday, so the servants were busy packing for him. Old Sterling also planned to send two old servants to Japan with his grandson. On the one hand, they would take care of Devin in his daily life, and on the other hand, they could report back to old Sterling at any time so that Devin would not create any scandal to ruin his family reputation.
In the evening, Devin came to the Sterling's house for dinner.
He would leave LA in a few days, and he came here today to say goodbye to his grandpa.
Though old Sterling was displeased with his grandson, his heart softened before they parted.
"Devin," old Sterling said mildly, "don't blame grandpa for being cruel. Cultivate yourself in Japan, and I'll let you back at the right time."
"I know, grandpa," Devin said, bowing his head with every sign of real repentance.
After the meal, Savannah stood up and said, "Sir, I will take a walk in the garden. Take your time."
Old Sterling nodded with a smile.
Holding her belly motherly, Savannah walked out of the villa, accompanied by Sophie.
Devin stared at Savannah's belly, and his feelings were very mixed. After his uncle was hurt in a fire, he also learned that Savannah had been pregnant for a long time.
He was jealous and upset, but what made him especially annoyed was not the fact that his ex-fiancée was pregnant with his uncle's child, but this child was another Sterling.
His uncle might be given more power with this child. Dylan was old Sterling's only son, and Savannah's baby was sure to bring his uncle and his grandpa much closer.
It's over. Devin thought, a little bitterly.
He had no chance to fight with his uncle again.
As Savannah disappeared behind the door, Devin tried to yank his mind back out of those disastrous thoughts.
***
Savannah, in Sophie's company, was taking a walk in the garden. The intelligent lights came on at dusk.
Soon, night fell. "Miss Schultz, it's getting dark. Why don't we go back?" said Susan.
Savannah didn't hear the racing of the car engine, so Devin hadn't left. If she went back to the house, she would meet him again. "You can go back first. I'd like to stay here a moment longer," Savannah said.
"Can you have a walk alone?" Sophie hesitated.
"No problem. I'll be back in a minute."
Sophie nodded and went in first.
Savannah wandered slowly in the garden and then sat on a cane chair beside a flower wall. She looked down at her belly with a surprised and charming smile when she felt the baby move inside her.
As she reached the fifth month, she could feel her baby moving around more often. The baby must be a healthy baby.
"What? Do you want to hear a story?" These days, Savannah read stories to the unborn baby as prenatal education after dinner every evening. Did the baby want to remind her of storytime by kicking her in her belly?
The baby was so active in her belly that he or she must be a naughty and clever angel after birth.
Not far away, Devin felt a sudden pang of regret to see the look of peaceful happiness on Savannah's face. She should have been his woman, and the baby his child.
He took a deep breath and walked slowly towards Savannah.
At the sound of footsteps, Savannah raised her head and started. She did not expect Devin to come to the garden, and her first response was to keep her distance. She stood up and was about to go round him to the house when he shot out his arm to stop her.
"We were in a relationship, after all. Now I'll go abroad soon, don't you want to say a few words with me?" Devin gritted his teeth at the stiffness of her manners.
Savannah stopped and looked at him with an ironic smile, "good, then I wish you never to return to LA." She would thank goodness if she didn't have to see him again.
"Ha," said Devin, sneering, "do you really want to give birth to this child for my uncle?"
"It's none of your business," Savannah said with her head on one side.
"Because you were my fiancée, I don't want you to be hurt," Devin said, with a significant shrug of the shoulders, "do you know why my uncle chose you to be his woman?"
Savannah looked at him sharply.
Devin slowly walked to her, his hands in his pants pocket. "My uncle has been leading a clean life. There are so many stars and rich ladies chasing him all the time, but he never put any of them on his mind. So far, you're the only one who has won his favor and could stay at his side. Do you really think he's fallen in love with you?"
Savannah clenched her teeth and glared at him, "what the hell do you want to say?"
"You know why I sent you to my uncle's bed? When he first saw your photo on my mobile phone, he looked at it for a long time without blinking. That's also the first time I saw him so interested in a woman. In order to persuade him to invest money in my business, I'd been wondering for a long time what kind of woman he would accept. Then I finally know the answer."