He extended his arm to the special phone and dialed a number.
"Mr. Sterling, what can I do for you?" Erik Naik's voice was respectful through the phone.
"Get the car ready for the hospital."
Savannah took a breath. Go to the hospital because of menstruation? She would have laughed to death.
"No!" She refused in a weak voice; a burst of pain in the abdomen made her face pale.
Dylan carried her out of bed without a word.
"Don't… really --" Savannah blushed and struggled.
He looked suspiciously at Savannah, who did not want to go to the hospital. Then his eyes fell on the red marks on the white mattress.
Blood?
Was this woman on her period?
Savannah, seeing that he had found it, pushed him away in pain. "I said, I'm okay. Let me go to the bathroom first…"
Fortunately, her period was on time every month. She had taken some sanitary napkins with her on this business trip.
