Hanging her head, Savannah kept silent.
In fact, old Sterling said the same thing to her when he came to the hospital yesterday.
He didn't want to burden her with Dylan. He told her soberly that she could leave at any time, and no one would blame her. Anyway, she had nothing to do with the Sterling family now. If his illness didn't answer the treatment at present, they were going to send Dylan to the nursing home in Switzerland. The environment there was quiet and better for recuperation. What's more, they could keep Dylan's condition from the domestic media and avoid gossips.
Old Sterling knew Dylan's disposition well. Being talked about as a madman would be worth more than death for him.
After a long silence, she said quietly, "Mom, I want to ask you a question."
"Go ahead."
"Would you have left dad if he were still alive and seriously ill?" Savannah looked at her, her eyes wet with a few tears.
The answer was easy and clear.
