Savannah put her hands on her abdomen and gently touched it.

All of a sudden, she retracted her hands as if the fingertips got an electric shock. She shook her head.

No.

She couldn't have a baby for him like this!

Who was she to him? Nothing! She was not his wife nor his girlfriend!

It was a matter of principle. She could not compromise on that!

Savannah found it difficult to fall asleep again. She sat on the bed, transfixed for a long time before the door opened again. Judy came with a thermos flask.

Last night, Garwood called Judy and told her about Savannah's pregnancy.

Judy was loyal to Dylan, and she had taken care of Savannah for a long time. Now Savannah needed a trusted subordinate to look after her, and Judy was the best choice.

Judy knew that Savannah had hypoglycemia during her pregnancy, so she boiled a nourishing soup suitable for pregnant women overnight and brought it to Savannah as breakfast.

Savannah's nose suddenly stung when she saw Judy came. Though Judy was just a servant, she was more like a gentle and kind aunt to Savannah. She tried hard to settle her nerves, "morning, Judy."

Judy poured the soup into a small bowl and handed it to Savannah. "The soup is nourishing," she told Savannah lovingly, "it's good for you and the baby. If it tastes good, I'll make it for you every day and make sure you have a healthy baby."

Judy's face was shorn with excitement. Well, she didn't know Savannah's annoyance, and maybe she couldn't understand her thoughts at all. Savannah looked at her excited eyes, and she didn't know how to tell her that she never planned to give birth to this child.

She hesitated and gave up the idea of sobbing out Dylan's evil behavior. "Did Dylan call you to come here?" She forced a smile.

"Well. Mr. Sterling said that you would have to stay in the hospital for two days, and he was afraid that you won't be used to new nursing staff and that you might feel lonely, so he asked me to accompany you." Judy didn't notice her depression.

It sounded like he sent Judy here for her good? Come on, he must intend to let Judy watch her closely! He knew she would be angry when she found out she was pregnant, and he would not give her a chance to escape.

Savannah had a feeling that she was suffocating. She looked at the soup with no appetite at all.

"Judy, thanks, but I don't want it."

Judy thought that she had a poor appetite because she was in early pregnancy, "you must eat more food to replenish your energies. What do you want to eat? Tell me, and I'll make it for you!"

Savannah shook her head. "I don't want to eat anything," she said.

"Dr. Shamon said you have hypoglycemia and need feeding up. What's more, you are now in the first trimester of pregnancy. Just eat a little, or you will starve the baby." Judy said to her energetically.

Starve the baby? Well, since Dylan didn't keep his word and gave her such a big trouble, why couldn't she starve his baby?

Savannah bit her lip, waving and turning over the soup with a sudden spurt of energy, "I said, I don't want it!"

The little bowl of soup immediately rolled to the ground and spilled all over the floor!

Judy had no idea why she was in a temper, but she knew it was not against her. "Okay, fine, then forget the soup. I'll buy you some fruit, porridge, or something, okay?" Afraid that Savannah might hurt herself, Judy hurriedly picked the bowl away.

"Judy, I don't want to eat anything. You can go back first. Please don't bring me anything at noon or in the evening. I have no appetite. I won't eat." Savannah lay down, covered her head with a blanket, and rolled over.

Judy frowned. How could a pregnant woman with a weak body eat nothing? The baby would suffer too!

Just then, the door opened, and Dylan strode in and his face frosting, and there was a cold gleam in his eyes.

Before Judy reacted and greeted him, Dylan indicated that she should go out first. She bowed her head and left the ward.

Savannah closed her eyes and heard a distant voice behind her, "are you angry with me?"

She shivered and didn't have to turn around to know that it was Dylan. She clenched her lower lip, sat up, and looked at his cold face. "Can't I? Dylan, you didn't keep your word! You clearly said that you wouldn't force me to give you children, but you cheat! You asked Jacob to give me vitamins instead of contraceptives... Dylan, you should be a liar!"

He had expected that when she knew she was pregnant, she would react very, very angrily.

Seeing her emotion, he stepped forward, seized her wrist gently and tightly, pulling her into his arms, in case that she might hurt herself and the baby because of her furious movements.

"If you were willing to give me a baby, would I need to cheat?" He said in a low voice.

"You mean it's my fault?" Savannah was so angry that she struggled heavily but couldn't release his arms.

Dylan locked her in his arms and whispered, "I don't care whose fault it was. You've been pregnant, and you must take care of our baby! What the hell do you want now?"

Savannah smiled icily at him, "Can you give me whatever I want? Good, I want an abortion, can I?"

A massive rage came over Dylan like a dark cloud, and his eyes flared with anger.

What did she mean? She didn't want his baby even when she had already had one? She'd rather have a surgical abortion than give birth to the child?

In a fury, he stiffened himself with clenched fists. He would find a way to punish her at ordinary times, but now..

Suddenly he punched the wall hard with his fists!

With a dull thud, Savannah was shocked and then heard his gloomy voice,

"Eat your meal, and take care of our baby. Otherwise, I'll bankrupt the Schultz factory, and I'll put all your dad's old underlings out of work!"

Then he took the thermos and raised it to her lips.

Savannah tightened her lips with clenched fists. Then she shouted, "Dylan, are you threatening me? You are not a man!"

He looked meaningfully at her belly, "whether or not I'm a man has been clearly proved."

Savannah blushed, and her teeth clenched convulsively. She didn't move, preparing to make her final stand.

"I won't wait much longer. Five seconds." Dylan said coldly, staring at her.

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"Five," Savannah was plainly distraught.

"Four," Dylan's voice was cold and dry but full of threats.

"Three," Savannah moved uneasily. She knew he was not joking.

"Two," Dylan emphasized his tone and picked up his phone.

"Enough!" Before he spoke out "one," Savannah stood up, grabbed the thermos and ran the soup into the bowl, and then buried her head to eat.

After she finished a whole bowl of soup, he peeled an apple for her.

Savannah gave him an angry look. Then she wiped her mouth and lay down with her back to him. "I'm going to bed. Please get out!"

Dylan didn't mind her losing temper again. Jacob said that the pregnant woman had dramatic mood swings. He bent down and whispered in her ear,

"Don't starve our child. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." His tone was mild but threatening.

Savannah bit her lip and felt his breath fanning her ear. Then he left and closed the door.