Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

"Yes, did you see him?" Anna asked again, at the same time she faintly heard the voices of a man and a child who seemed to be playing.

"Where are you now?" She asked again without waiting for a response from her interlocutor.

"I-I'm in the main room, Miss," Erik stammered.

"Okay," Claire said again and then ended the call. Immediately she headed downstairs without delaying a second.

For some reason, her feelings suddenly turned bad. She was restless, her heart was working faster than usual.

Take s deep breath.

Coming out of the elevator on the first floor, Claire called out her son's name while walking towards the main room.

"Dave," she called again.

"M-Miss?" Erik suddenly appeared out of nowhere, making the woman gasp.

"You startled me," said Claire.

"I'm sorry, Miss," said Erik, bowing slightly apologetically. Previously, when he wanted to visit Claire's room to say that someone wanted to see her, she had dialed him first.

"Where's Dave?" asked Anna looking straight at the main room.

"Y-Young Master…"

"What's the matter with you? Why are you stuttering like that?" Cut Claire immediately then continued her steps that had stopped.

"Miss, wait," said Erik immediately following the woman.

The woman being spoken to ignored the man's words, Claire continued walking towards the main room until the woman reached the door, and her footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Mom?" said Dave, and immediately Devan turned his head.

As if struck by lightning, both Claire and Devan froze on the spot.

The two stared at each other for a few minutes, neither making a sound. Express the longing in each other's gaze.

"Anna.." said Devan immediately stood up when he regained consciousness.

Hearing her name being called, Claire gasped, instead of answering, the woman suddenly turned around. Yes, Claire turned around and left the room. Stepping quickly, passed Erik with cheeks already wet with tears.

"Anna, wait!" shouted Devan trying to catch up with the woman. Meanwhile, Dave, the boy just stood there, not understanding what was going on with his parents.

Even Erik just stayed where he was, letting Devan chase after Miss Claire.

The elevator doors closed, but that didn't stop Devan from giving up. The man immediately used the emergency stairs to go to the second floor.

Don't be surprised how the man can find out the room where Anna is, because Dave has told him a lot about himself and his mother before.

With quick steps, only a few seconds, and the man was already on the second floor.

"Anna, where are you, honey?" shouted Devan, his voice echoing and filling the entire room on the second floor.

"Anna, don't go. Don't avoid me," he added, his breath ragged.

"Anna, answer me. Where are you now, honey? Don't make me worry like this," Devan shouted again as he opened one by one the rooms he found on the second floor with very fast movements. His face looked very frustrated.

And at that moment, the corner of his eye caught the image of someone entering a room. Soon Devan approached and knocked on the door

"Anna, open the door," he shouted.

"Don't avoid me like this, honey. Answer me, let me explain everything," he said again.

While on the other hand, Anna immediately locked her room tightly, stood leaning against the door while holding her chest which felt tight again. The woman sobbed, one hand covering her mouth in an attempt to muffle the sound of her crying.

She missed him, really, really missed him. But at the same time, she felt a deep heartache.

"Anna, open the door. I want to talk to you," Devan's voice came back. The man kept knocking on the door non-stop.

It went on for several minutes until finally, Devan stopped knocking on the door, even the man's voice was no longer heard.

And it managed to make Claire glued to the spot. Suddenly a feeling of worry filled her because Devan's voice suddenly disappeared.

Still sobbing, the woman slowly opened the door to her room, intending to peek. Afraid if something happened to Devan.

And the next second, Claire who had just unlocked her bedroom door gasped because the man she was most worried about suddenly opened the door and entered her room.

He even hugged her tightly right then and there.

"D-Devan, what are you doing?" stammered Claire.

Devan did not respond, the man hugged Anna tightly, very tightly, and managed to make the woman wince in pain.

Devan hugged her too tight as if afraid she would run away from him.

"D-Devan, let me go."

The man shook his head, resting his head on Claire's shoulder.

"Devan, you shouldn't have done this to me," the woman said again.

"Let go..." her words trailed off when she felt water running down her shoulder. Claire froze on the spot.

'Devan crying?' she thought.

"Let go of me, Devan."

"You already have a fiancé. This shouldn't have happened."

"I don't want to be accused of stealing someone else's husband, I understand my position. You should let me go," Claire said continuously.

But there was still no response from the man, causing Claire to take a deep breath.

"You know, Devan. You already have a fiancé, and soon you will be the father of the child she is carrying."

"There's no way I'd let her be born without a father by her side."

"This isn't right, let me go," Claire snarled continuously.

But again Devan did not give any response, instead, the man tightened his embrace, making the woman wince in pain.

"D-Devan, you hurt me," Anna stammered, occasionally she could be heard sobbing.

"No, I won't let you go until you give me a chance to talk," Devan said.

"You don't need to explain everything anymore, I've heard it from your mother. You'd better go back to Indonesia, I don't want to be a destroyer of other people's relationships, Devan. Don't make me a bad woman," Claire replied in one breath.

"No, I won't. I'll stay here with you," Devan said, his voice a little hoarse.

"I don't care about them anymore, I don't care about my family anymore. My only family now is you and my son."

Hearing that, it would be a lie if Claire's heart didn't waver. On one hand, the woman wanted to believe Devan's words, but on the other hand, her mind refused to accept all that, the memory of the day she saw the photos, also when Mrs. Seira came to the house still replayed like a broken record in her head, filled it to the brim.

Claire still loves Devan, she even loves him very much, it's just that the feelings she has will also hurt her at the same time.

"Don't ask me to leave, I beg you," said Devan again, his voice lower than before.. It was very clear that at this time the man was crying.