307 Chapter 307: Dreaming Her Father

"Nausea and vomiting… just normal symptoms. Don't bother. Maybe it was a little noisy at the party. I'm much better now." Savannah lowered her head and murmured, "I want a rest, alone."

"Okay. Sophie! Emma? Take Miss Schultz back to her room. Don't talk loud in the house and walk quietly," ordered old Sterling, and then he turned to Savannah with a reassuring smile, "Savannah, have a good rest first. Tell me immediately if you still feel sick, and we must go to the hospital at that time. Delay is not permissible on anything about my dear grandson, even for a minute!"

He had known that it's better not to let the pregnant woman go to that bustling place. Dylan should have gone to Lionel's party himself! Why must he take Savannah together?

Savannah was helped upstairs by Sophie and Emma.

Dylan was about to run after her when he stopped by his father.

"What are you doing?" Old Sterling barred Dylan's passage and said in displeasure.

"Go upstairs," Dylan replied dryly.

"No, you can't!" Old Sterling stopped him immediately.

"Why?" Dylan frowned.

"Didn't you hear what Savannah said? She's not feeling well now. I won't allow you to disturb her and the baby! If you had not taken her to Rowe's party today, she would not have been sick. From today on, don't take Savannah to any noisy place!" Old Sterling would never give in when it came to the safety and health of his grandson.

"She was acting! It's not that serious." Dylan explained impatiently. Maybe the little woman was really a bit uncomfortable in Rowe's villa, but she kicked him hard with her knee and ran away like a rabbit just now. Absolutely she had nothing wrong! She said that to escape from him only.

"Why did Savannah pretend illness?" Old Sterling looked at his son, suspiciously, "what did you do to annoy her?"

"Anyway, I must talk to her first --" Dylan didn't want to discuss it with his father, and now he just wanted to hurry upstairs.

"Stop! You must have had Savannah angry again! I know you two have had some problems recently, so I let you go out with her today. I was hoping that you two could make up. A good mood is good for Savannah. But you incurred her displeasure again! She's pregnant! Can't you be a little more tolerant? What if my grandson has any problem?" Old Sterling still remembered how the first baby in Valerie's belly died. The bad mood was the killer! So when he learned about Savannah's pregnancy, he paid great attention to the state of her emotions.

Dylan was speechless. If he had not been generous and tolerant enough with the little woman, he would have broken out just as she kicked him in the car!

Anyway, he must be careful and take every precaution during Savannah's pregnancy.

Cooper felt amused when he saw his old master drove Dylan away. In order to ensure the safety and health of his grandson, he even chose to send away his son...

"Mr. Sterling," Cooper came to Dylan with a bitter laugh, "Miss Schultz will be taken good care of by us. Please go back first and come later…"

Dylan's face darkened. Was he driven away by his own father? Looking in the direction of the little woman's room on the second floor, Dylan let out a long sigh.

Well, Savannah was in a fit of anger now, she would not listen no matter what he said. Maybe he should leave her alone at the moment in case she might get mad like that again.

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Emma brought a cup of milk in and told Savannah that Dylan had gone. A feeling of disappointment came to Savannah unreasonably. She held the hot milk and slowly sipped it.

She should have known that he wouldn't come upstairs… Did she expect him to explain to her? There's nothing to explain. He had acquiesced.

Did she expect that he would stop looking for that girl?

It's impossible.

The girl had a special place in his heart.

If he could find that girl one day, she should have no value at that time...

Thinking of this, Savannah bit her lower lip hard. Actually, she was much angrier with herself. She was a real wimp… Why should she care about whom he was concerned about or who he really liked?

She should have known that what connected them together was only an agreement.

He had a girl he liked and wanted to find that girl. Well, she should be happy and even look forward to seeing him find that girl sooner, and then she might be able to get rid of him and start her new life.

But why... why was she not happy at all? She grieved and groaned inwardly, and she even failed to force a smile...

Her heart overflowed with fear; she feared being abandoned by him.

No! How could she feel that way?

Leaving him had always been something she longed for. Why should she be sad?!

She shook her head and then swallowed a mouthful of warm milk, and, in order to get the horrible idea out of her head, she lay down on the bed and covered herself with a quilt.

Perhaps she was really too tired, or the warm milk helped, she fell into a sound sleep soon.

In her dream, she was walking aimlessly in the dark. In the black gloom, a familiar figure appeared in the distance, waiting for her.

As she approached slowly, the figure of that person became ever clearer. He was a tall and mild middle-aged man in a white shirt and gray pants. He moved towards Savannah slowly, his look tender and gentle.

"Savannah."

The bright eyes of Savannah were suddenly suffused with tears. She cried silently and threw herself into the arms of that mild man.

"Dad!"

Her dad was still so young in her dream.