As soon as Savannah opened her eyes half awake, Callan pecked her on the lips. "What time is it?" "It's still early. Go back to sleep. I'll make time to bring you breakfast later," Callan replied. "Are you leaving?" Savannah rubbed her eyes and was about to get up. "I'm going to see you out!" Callan immediately stopped her. "Don't move. I don't need to make any preparations, so just go back to sleep. Weren't you tired last night?" Seeing her blush at his question, Callan managed to hold back his laughter. This bewitchingly little woman was very passionate the night before and he didn't remember how many times they had done it. He kissed her again. Savannah lay down obediently with a nod. "Okay, then go ahead!" Callan walked out of the room and closed the door. Savannah pulled the blanket over her head, feeling her cheeks burning hot. It seemed she had gone too far the night before. Although she was sore all over, Savannah did not feel sle
The top deluxe suite of the Mystic Lake resort had been designed especially for the Handerson Family, and it was the first time that its owner had ever come since it was built up. Callan placed Savannah on the bed. Though there were a bunch of people outside, nobody dare to make a noise. Callan covered her with a quilt and put his palm on her stomach. "Does it hurt so much? The doctor is coming soon," he said in a low voice, looking at her gently. "Callan..." Savannah held his hand with a playful smile. "I don't need to see a doctor. I'm... just hungry." "..." Callan looked at Savannah in surprise. It was obvious that Vannah had tricked him into coming to this place. If she hadn't said that she was uncomfortable, he wouldn't have followed those people here so easily. "Vannah..." Callan looked at her with a helpless smile. He simply could do nothing to her. There was a knock on the door of the inner room. The general manager popped his head in and sa
That night, a torrential rain hit the Mystic Lake mountainous region. Savannah grew up in Texas, so she was familiar with the climate of this city and was used to it. At this time of the year, the weather was like this. The TV was broadcasting the news of the typhoon landing. "Wow, it's so warm!" It was still raining outside. After taking a bath, Savannah slipped into Callan's arms and clung to him. The human-shaped warm paste was much more effective than ordinary ones! Callan held Savannah in his arms, looking as if he was absent-minded. "Callan? Callan?" Savannah called out a few times, but he didn't hear her. "Huh?" Callan suddenly came to his senses and looked at the woman in his arms in surprise. "What? What did you say?" "Well... what are you thinking about? I said I was thirsty." Savannah pouted, feeling a little annoyed. "Oh, I'll pour you some water." Callan lifted the blanket and got out of the bed. He didn't forget to tuck the
This fall sent Savannah a dozen meters way. "Hiss!" She struggled to her feet with a frown. Fortunately, she was wearing a protective suit, which helped her avoid injury, apart from the inconvenience of moving around. Savannah shone her flashlight up, and found that she had fallen from such a high place that if it had not been for the slope she would have been badly injured. It was easy to fall down, but it would be difficult to return by climbing up the slope. The rain was too heavy. Hearing a noise come from above, Savannah knew the others must be looking for her. "I'm here!" Savannah shouted. She waited for a moment, but there was no response from above. It must be because it was raining too heavily. Those people couldn't hear her at a distance. Savannah wondered if she should move forward or stay where she was and wait. She observed the surrounding terrain. Although she fell down from above, she was not in a cave or a canyon. On the contrar
After chatting for a while, Savannah and the village woman naturally talked about the incident at the Mystic Lake resort. "Alas, I wonder how they are now. We haven't found all the missing tourists yet." Savannah lowered her head with a sigh. She was worried about the tourists and her husband. The village woman was very optimistic. She said, trying to comfort Savannah. "You should always look on the bright side. Good and evil must at last have their reward. God will bless you if you do good deeds." Hearing the woman talk about karma, Callan felt his heart sink. Savannah immediately noticed it and quickly changed the subject. "Auntie!" Without noticing anything wrong, the woman continued, "I believe that they will be fine. I don't know if they are good people, but you and Mr. Handerson are. God won't let anything happen to them at Mystic Lake even for your sake." "..." Savannah looked at Callan, who was also stunned. No one had ever said that he
In an instant, it seemed as if the end of the world had come! "No... Callan!" Having no time to think about her own safety, Savannah ran forward desperately. She shouted out Callan's name so hard that her vocal cords started bleeding! However, she couldn't do anything. Her husband had been buried under the rocks! She still couldn't believe what she had seen. Just a moment ago, he was still holding her hand! She felt pain all over, which was killing her! "Callan!" Savannah collapsed to the ground. Her knees felt as if they had broken when they crashed heavily onto the ground. The flat mountain road had been piled up with rocks and impassable. The surroundings quieted down, and only the rubble was still falling from the slope from time to time. The dark clouds were approaching in the distance and another heavy rain poured down with the smell of the sea. Savannah's heart ached as if it had been torn. She managed to stand up with her arms propping
Savannah disagreed. Perhaps she was very irrational, but she simply couldn't leave Callan alone! The rain was still pouring, and another landslide might happen at any time. "Vannah, listen to me..." Callan spoke with difficulty, trying to convince her. Savannah kept on shaking her head. "I'm a direction idiot in the mountain and without you, I won't be able to find the exit. Besides, aren't you worried about me? What if I'm buried? Who's going to save me?" Callan was rendered speechless. He knew what she said didn't make sense, but he could not find a way to get her to leave. Since Vannah said so, she must have made up her mind to stay with him. "Callan, don't give up. I can get you out! Trust me!" Hearing no response from him, Savannah stopped talking and continued to move the stones away. She leaned forward and reached out. "Callan, come on, give me your hand!" Callan held her hand while shaking his head. "Vannah, my legs are pinned under a tree an
In the dim room, Callan opened his eyes, feeling extremely thirsty. "Vannah..." Hearing no response, Callan grew tense in an instant. He looked around and was sure that he was in the suit in the Mystic Lake resort. But where was Vannah? He was so badly injured. How could Vannah not be with him at this moment? "Vannah, Vannah?" In a hurry, Callan lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. However, as soon as his right foot landed on the ground, he felt a piercing pain. "Hiss!" Callan groaned with a frown. The door of the inner room was pushed open and Savannah came in with a food tray. When she saw Callan get out of bed, she immediately lost her temper. "What are you doing? Where are you going? Don't you know your legs are injured?" Callan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Savannah. He did not speak, and only looked at her with a smile. Savannah came over to help him while shouted at him, "Hey, you! Can you stop making me worry ab