293 Chapter 293: Who Is That Person?

Savannah took two steps back when Devin released her wrist, and her heart rate inexplicably increased.

Yes, that's what she had always wanted to know...

From the day he made her his woman, she had hidden this doubt in her heart.

She became even more curious about the answer after he turned down old Sterling's suggestion of their marriage that day. Why? Why did this man insist on keeping her beside him but refuse to have a steady relationship with her?

It's not that she wanted to be the lady of Sterling's house or she had to marry him. But...no woman in the world would feel well at such a refusal.

"Why?" She tried to compose herself.

Devin looked at Savannah meaningfully. "I'm surprised too. Even if he slept with you because of the drug in the wine the first night, I never thought he would keep you in Beverly Hills and even made you pregnant. If he just needs a mistress for sex, there were so many beautiful stars and rich ladies who like him, and his nephew's fiancée's really not a good choice. My uncle is a calm and restrained man, not so stupid. However, not long ago, I heard that he's been looking for someone in Chicago…"

Savannah said nothing. Yes, the last time she went on a business trip with Dylan, he scolded his subordinate Erik when he said he couldn't find the person Dylan wanted. And from what she heard from the old butler in his mother's house, she guessed that whom he kept looking for was his lifesaver.

As expected, Devin continued, "Do you know who my uncle is looking for? When he was young, he lived in my grandmother's house in Chicago for a period of time. The house got to fire one day, and he was saved out by a passerby."

"Dylan's looking for his lifesaver..." Savannah murmured as a reply. It was not strange that he wanted to thank his lifesaver. But didn't know why, Savannah got inexplicably upset, and the baby inside her belly seemed to become restless too.

"That's right. But do you know who his lifesaver is?" Devin looked at Savannah with a kind of pity.

A presentment warned Savannah that if she knew the truth, she would only place herself in a distressing circumstance, but she could not help asking with trembling heart, "who is that person?"

"I sent someone to Chicago to secretly get acquainted with Erik and learned from him that... my uncle's lifesaver is a girl, about your age, and more importantly..." he walked up to her, lowered his head and said sardonically, "from the girl's portrait in Erik's hand, we found that she looks like you. Do you understand now?"

Of course, she did.

Dylan took her as a substitute for the girl who had saved his life!

No wonder he asked her if she had been to Chicago when she came to Beverly Hills the first time.

What's more, she remembered that he had prepared a young girl's dress-- a plain white sailor outfit for her when she moved to Beverly Hills.

At that time, she thought he was a damn hardcore who liked to have sex with young girls, but now she guessed that he just wanted to remember the girl who had saved him.

The girl must be in her early teens when she saved him, and she was the one Dylan always admired and even loved, right?

That was why he was so determined to confine herself to his side, yet unwilling to marry her!

The position of his wife should be reserved for the girl who saved his life, who he really loved, not a substitute!

Tears from the depths of despair rose in her heart, and she held them back with difficulty. She did not want to lose her composure in front of Devin.

Devin approached her and lowered his voice. "Don't you repent? My uncle isn't the good man as you thought. If you want to leave him, I can accept you again at any time. How about we go to Japan together?"

Before he finished, Savannah had raised her arm and gave Devin a mighty thump with her elbow.

"What're you doing?" Devin stepped back in pain and covered his chest.

"I never thought he's a good person. But you are never better than him!" Savannah held up her chest, stared at him scornfully, and went back to the main house.

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Just as she entered the living room, old Sterling waved to her, "Savannah, come here! Dylan's here."

Savannah shuddered as if she was allergic to this name.

Dylan came when she was walking in the garden, and he was sitting on the sofa talking about business with old Sterling just now.

His eyes darkened as he saw her coming back from the garden. Before he could speak, Savannah lowered her head and said, "Sir, I'm a little tired after walking in the garden. I want to go upstairs for a rest now."

After a pause, old Sterling nodded, "okay, then go upstairs and have a rest."

Without looking at Dylan, Savannah hurried upstairs.

In the room, Savannah was about to lock the door when it was pulled by someone outside. Before she reacted, the door was forcibly opened, and Dylan quickly stepped in like a whirlwind. Then he closed the door with a bang!

She did not expect him to force his way in. With a frown, she stepped back subconsciously to keep her distance from him.

Dylan could clearly see the disgust and avoidance on her face. "What's wrong with you?" His voice was stern, and his gaze sharp.

She had been hiding from him these days, cold and indifferent to him. He thought it was because her mood kept changing during pregnancy, so he didn't push her.

But today, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Nothing." She still hung her head and did not look at him.

"Nothing? Then why did you hide from me these days?" He asked coldly.

"I didn't." Savannah bit her lip.

He clasped her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. "Look at me."

She looked away.

"I told you to look at me!" He shouted more sharply!

Her face trembled in his fingers, and her eyes met him unwillingly as if she was suffering the worst punishment in the world.

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