Savannah looked at Dylan. His only competitor in the Sterling family had been exiled, and no one could contend with him now. It's not necessary for him to use the baby in her to win his father's favor...
Would he agree if she told him she didn't want to have the child now?
She nerved herself and moved her red lips, "Dylan..." Then she paused, too timid to speak.
"What's up?" He asked softly.
"I... If..." She still hesitated. What if the man got angry again?
He valued the baby much. She had not mentioned the request of aborting the child these days. Would he be annoyed if she brought it up again?
Would her relationship with him, which was temporarily calm and peaceful, worsen again?!
Dylan frowned. The little woman seemed to be troubled by something; though he had a feeling that the words she wanted to say would not please him, he still encouraged her, "say what you want."
