She had to sit back in the chair.

Kevin's relationship with the Smiths was too complicated.

He seemed to think nothing of the governor's family, while others tried hard to please them.

But she had no mood thinking about others now. She would become Kevin's wife after the ceremony.

Her life was about to come into a new chapter.

Abrupt knocks on the door interrupted her thought.

"Who's that?" She asked with a frown.

"Savannah... It's me!" A woman's worried voice came from outside.

Savannah stared at Fiona.

She went over to open the door. Fiona stood outside the door, looking anxious.

Savannah's face changed.

"What are you doing here?" she asked coldly.

She and Fiona used to be friends. However, Fiona was not invited to the wedding.

"Savannah, will you come with me to see Mr. Sterling?" Fiona reached over and tried to hold Savannah's hand.

Savannah, amused by her words, took two steps back.

"Don't you know it's my wedding day today? Are you crazy to ask me to leave the wedding to see another man, or do you think I'm crazy? Please leave at once."

"Savannah!" Fiona looked much worried.

"Get out, or I will call security." Savannah interrupted her.

"Savannah, Mr. Sterling's situation is very bad! Believe me, come with me, he needs you now!" Fiona grabbed her hand in a panic.

Savannah paused. What happened? But then she laughed at herself. Even if the man had something wrong, it was none of her business.

When she needed him, he pushed her away mercilessly, called off their wedding, and took her as a stranger. What did Fiona mean by saying he needed her now?

"Hey! What are you doing?" Olivia ran over. Knowing who Fiona was, she pushed her away and said sarcastically, "Oh, you're the one who has an affair with Mr. Sterling? I heard that you were Savannah's friend. What a nerve!"

"Savannah, I have nothing to do with Mr. Sterling..." Fiona said hurriedly.

"What's the matter with him?" Savannah interrupted her. She didn't want to know if Fiona had an affair with Dylan.

Fiona seemed to have something difficult to tell. Looking around, she whispered, "Come with me, and you will see. Mr. Sterling didn't come because he couldn't... So I've been here for him. I really don't have anything to do with him..."

"It's none of my business whether you have anything to do with him or not," Savannah sneered. "Since you won't make it clear, please leave and don't interfere with my wedding. If anything happened to the man, it had nothing to do with me."

Before Fiona tried to say more, Olivia stood in front of Savannah and stopped her.

"Aren't you, Dylan's new favorite? Go and look after him yourself. Why come to Savannah? Did he ever think of Savannah when he called off the wedding and gave up on her? Does he regret it when Savannah's marrying someone else? Get out!" Olivia rolled up her sleeves and raised her voice, shouting to the outside, "Security? Take this bitch out of here!"

Two security guards heard the noise and came immediately.

"Wait!" Fiona hesitated for a moment before she whispered quickly, "Mr. Sterling didn't come because he couldn't! Two days ago, he was critically ill and sent to the hospital by Dr. Shamon! He didn't allow us to tell anyone about it. No one knew about his condition, except Garwood, Shamon, and me!" Fiona looked at Savannah, and her eyes were begging her.

Savannah bit her lip as though it cost her an effort. Finally, she pulled down her veil and turned to Olivia, and said, trembling, "Olivia... I'm sorry... Please tell Kevin and my mom that I... I have to go to the hospital first... The wedding can only be postponed..."

With that, she rushed out of the hotel with Fiona.

* * *

Fiona took her to the psychiatric wards of the hospital directly.

Through the small window, Savannah saw Dylan sleeping on the bed.

He wore a strait-jacket.

Savannah had seen Susan dressed like that when she accompanied old Sterling to visit her in the nursing home.

This was the costume for the unmanageable patient.

She was shocked.

He seemed much thinner than the last time she saw him.

His eyes were closed, his forehead furrowed.

A white gauze, stained with blood, was bound around his left arm.

Savannah couldn't imagine that just before she arrived, he had broken the window of the ward manically and cut his own arm, almost bleeding heavily. Luckily, a nurse stopped him in time.

She couldn't help feeling badly stung and filled with anxiety.

"He's just been given an injection and fell asleep. He won't wake up till evening," said Jacob's voice slowly from behind.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Savannah turned, her heart sinking.

Jacob motioned her to come out. He took her to his office, and they sat down on the sofa.

"Dylan did know he had a genetic, mental illness." Jacob began, wearing a rather solemn expression.

Savannah looked at him, her heart pounding.

"Do you remember when you went to visit Susan and met Devin at the gate of the nursing house last year? Dylan was back from a business trip that day and heard that you had gone to see Susan in the nursing house, so he went to pick you up. Your conversation with Devin was overheard by Dylan. That's the day Dylan learned he had the genetic illness."

Savannah's eyebrows twitched sharply. He had known it that day!

No wonder he had a strange attitude towards her that night when he came back from a business trip.

He spent a crazy night on her as if he couldn't see her anymore.

She thought it was only because he missed her too much after a few days parting.

"So he suddenly gave me the cold shoulder and called off the wedding because he knew he had the genetic disease and was afraid... afraid it'll get me into trouble?" She asked in a trembling voice.

"In fact, he tried not to take the illness seriously at first," Jacob sighed, "but then his intermittent headaches got worse, and he began to forget things, so he came to me for a private examination. Only then did I discover that those were warning signs. That genetic disease didn't spare him."historical