Finally, he approached the bedside.
"Are you still treating me like an idiot?" He asked in a tone of ruthlessness.
His grim voice cooled Savannah's heart, making her shudder uncontrollably.
He did not believe her words.
He thought she was still lying to him.
Well, even she was shocked by the fact.
She never thought the girl who had saved him was herself.
How could she expect a man who had been deceived by her now believed in her?
"Dylan, I'm not lying. Unlike Charlotte, I wouldn't do anything like that..." She defended herself in a hoarse voice.
"Yes, you're not Charlotte. You're more sinister than she is. Maybe you just made up the story to make up with me." He replied coldly.
Savannah's heart sank.
"You said the girl was you, but you have no evidence, do you? Well, the logic of the story you have just told is perfect and reasonable, but who else can prove it?" Dylan gave her a sarcastic look.
