Over the phone, Savannah seemed to hold her breath.
"Get married..." she murmured.
"Yes. You'll marry me. I still owe you a formal wedding for three years. Don't you want it back? There are so many things that go into a wedding, baby. You can think about the details of the wedding now. What kind of wedding dress do you prefer? Who are you going to invite, and where do you want to spend our honeymoon after the wedding..." He changed the topic gently, hoping she could hold on to it a little longer. Every minute was precious to her and Kaiden at the moment.
Over the phone, Savannah silently bent her lips and closed her eyes as if imagining what he had just said.
"Before the wedding, we will go to visit my father-in-law first, and I wanted to tell him solemnly that I will marry his daughter and that I will take care of his little princess for him. I will love you, ever and forever." Dylan uttered his promise softly.
Savannah's eyes were welling up.
"Being able to know you and fall in love with you is the luckiest thing in my life," he continued. "As for your hatred of the Rowe family, this is our thing. Whether you want to get revenge or not, I will stand by you and make the Rowe family pay the price."
Her nose stung. Ever since the day she had decided to take her revenge, she had never thought of a man in the world who would say to herself, "this is our thing."
At this moment, she felt her heart had really been tied with him, and she was unable to be separated from him again.
Time passed by minute and second.
Finally, his voice could hardly help her resist the deepening of the cold.
Savannah took a look at Kaiden not far away. She wanted to climb there, but she had no strength at all. She felt that every hair on her body was frozen stiff and unconscious. Gradually, she began to feel strangely hot.
"I'm hot… Why so hot…" She murmured as she dragged her collar.
Dylan's heart went straight down. In extreme cold, the cold nerve would become maladjusted and dead, and the body was unable to adjust itself to changes in temperature. At this time, the blood all ran to the body surface, so people began to feel hot.
That was why some people who froze to death were found n.a.k.e.d.
That was to say, her body's heat-regulating system had broken down. She was on the verge of collapse.
Extreme cold made her hallucinate.
"Honey, don't take your clothes off. Hold on a little longer. Listen to me, let's talk about the wedding guests," he tried to sober her up.
But he heard her thin voice mumble, "come on, you have to try your best to move, so I can pull you out..."
The words came out of nowhere. It sounded like she was giving someone a pep talk.
Before Dylan could understand what she said, she murmured again, "your family came, rest assured, you will be all right. I'm leaving now. I'm still looking for my mom. Don't sit alone in a pavilion in the middle of the night next time." Her tone was full of pity,
He was startled. The words seemed familiar.
More than familiar. It was almost engraved in the heart, and he could never forget.
It was the inspiration she had given him years before when she had pulled him out of the pavilion during the night of the fire.
He was half fainting from the smoke at that time, but he could still hear her encouragement in his ear.
Savannah, on the other side of the phone, had really fallen into an illusion. She was about to lose consciousness.
It was easy to fall back to the past when you were dying.
He had never felt so badly stung and filled with anxiety like this moment.
"Savannah! Listen to me! Open your eyes! You can't sleep! Talk to me, you hear me?" He roared in a heartbroken voice.
"Dylan..." Stunned by his commanding voice, Savannah managed to wake up.
"I'm here!" He felt like he was boiling on hot water. How he wished he could fly to her and Kaiden!
"There's something I want to say to you, but I haven't had a chance, and now... Now I want to... want to tell you..."
Today, perhaps, was her last day.
She wasn't sure if she'd have a chance again.
"Well, I'm listening. Speak slowly." He wanted to keep her awake as long as possible.
She opened her dry, pale lips, but --
He was answered only with a dull thud as if it were a mobile phone falling to the ground!
Then he was cut off.
Knowing that she might have fainted, he looked at the phone with an indescribable expression of anxiety. His heart sank into a hopeless stupor. His eyes lost their l.u.s.ter as if he would not be happy again. He felt that some part of his heart had died with the disappearance of her voice!
The dead silence in the room was broken by urgent steps!
"Sir, I think we've found the warehouse where Miss Schultz and the young master are!"
* * *
Savannah could no longer remember what happened after she fell into a coma.
She felt that she fell into a long sleep and would never wake up again.
It didn't matter.
She had heard those words from him before she died, and that would be quite as much as she should ever require.
But Kaiden...
His life had just begun.
How could he be buried with her in this refrigerated container?
Cold tears streamed from her eyes silently.
She seemed to hear muffled knocks, which grew louder and louder, and then with a bang, the door of the container opened!
There were hurried footsteps and the voices of the crowd. Someone wrapped her in a big blanket and kept rubbing her hands and feet.
Finally, she lost consciousness completely.
***
Savannah recovered her consciousness three days later.
She caught sight of the man beside the hospital bed. He had three days' stubble on his unshaven face, and because of the serious lack of sleep, he looked pale and a bit haggard.
Dylan's tired eyes flashed with excitement when he met her eyes.
"You awake? Are you feeling sick?"