Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

Several hours passed, Leo who had been unconscious since yesterday was now slowly showing movement in one of his fingers.

Mrs. Serly who saw that suddenly rose from her position, moving closer to her son.

"Leo, are you awake, honey?" asked Mrs. Serly while rubbing her son's hand.

"P-phone..."

"What? Don't talk too much, honey."

"Where's my phone, Mom?" Leo stammered.

Hearing her son's question, Serly sighed harshly.

"You're seriously injured like this but still looking for your phone?"

"Get some rest, don't do anything weird, Leo," she added.

"Where's my phone, mom?" Leo kept repeating.

Again, Serly sighed harshly at her son's question. When he got his senses, instead of thinking about himself, he was thinking about his cell phone.

"Wait, I find it first," replied Serly who finally chose to give up.

After five minutes of searching, Serly could not find Leo's flat-shaped object anywhere.

She had also asked the nurse on duty in the room. But their answers left the middle-aged woman astonished.

"They said his cell phone and wallet were on the nightstand, but where? Why is there only a wallet here?" Serly muttered again checking the nightstand as a whole to find.

She then exited the room, towards where Devan was.

"Devan, can I ask you a favor?"

"What is it Auntie?" replied Devan.

"I looked for Leo's cell phone and couldn't find it anywhere, can you call the number? I forgot to bring my cell phone."

"Okay, Auntie." Devan immediately obeyed Aunt Serly's words.

"Out of reach, Auntie," said Devan after calling Leo's contact twice. After saying that, Devan asked again, "Leo is awake, Auntie?"

"Yeah, he just woke up," said Serly, making those who were there immediately stand up and heave a sigh of relief, including Mrs. Seira.

"I want to go in to see my grandson," said Grandma, rising from her position.

"Okay, Grandma," replied Mrs. Serly, nodding in agreement.

"Devan, I'll go first with Oma," she said, turning back to follow the old woman who had reached the door to the room where Leo was.

Seeing two women enter the room, Mrs. Serly's husband who seemed to be talking with his son suddenly stopped her activities and said goodbye to leave, giving Grandma a chance.

Because the rules at the hospital say that the maximum number of people allowed in the room when visiting hours arrives is only two people. Therefore, Leo's father chose to go out and continue the conversation with his son at another time.

"How is he doing, Mr. Melvin?" Byanca's mother asked the man who had just left Leo's room.

"Leo already looks better than before," replied Melvin who was none other than Leo's father.

"Good, we were worried when we heard the news about him."

Melvin just nodded faintly then sat down next to Devan.

"Devan, how long have you been here? Why didn't you tell us earlier?" asked the middle-aged man to Devan. This is a question that has been heard many times today.

"I just found out too, Uncle. A friend called me."

"Friend? So it wasn't you who took my son to the hospital?" Melvin's brow furrowed when he heard Devan's words next to him.

"No, Uncle. I also knew about Leo's condition from her this morning," Devan replied.

"Hmm, looks like your friend is a very good person. She even paid the administrative fees without asking for money," Melvin muttered but his voice was still able to reach the ears of the man sitting next to him.

To be honest, Devan also felt a little surprised. Because all this time, what he had noticed was that Naila couldn't possibly have that much money, suddenly he became curious, how did the girl pay it all off?

It seemed that if he saw her again, he would have to be a little nicer to her.

"You're not in the office today?" Melvin asked turning to Devan.

"No, Uncle. I've cleared my schedule for today," replied Devan.

"I see. Seira said that there was a fire yesterday?"

"Yes, Uncle. The workers' house in the backyard was engulfed in flames," Devan replied.

"So what now? No one got hurt right?"

Devan just nodded in agreement. "I've asked some people to rebuild the house for the workers."

"Good, it turns out that you care about the people you work with," said Melvin.

Devan just smiled in response.

"Ah yes, you never contacted your father?" Melvin asked again.

Hearing that, Devan was silent.

Receiving such a response from his nephew, Melvin cleared his throat softly.

"Ah, looks like I'm getting thirsty. I want to get a drink outside," said the middle-aged man and got up from his seat.

Until the man turned at the end of the corridor, Devan was still staring at his feet, just silent without saying a word.

"Devan, how have you been lately, honey?" a woman approaches the man. She is Bynaca's Mother, 'Lana'.

"Ah, Auntie. I'm fine," Devan replied. He is not used to much talk, he prefers to be silent. It's just that out of respect for his family, he couldn't help but be as friendly as possible to all of them.

"What about my daughter? I heard she lives at your house now? She didn't bother you did she? Ah this child, even though I already contacted her to leave before you two officially became husband and wife, but she still in her stance."

"Byanca is fine, Auntie. Don't worry about her."

"Hmm, thank God. She is very stubborn, Devan. I hope she doesn't bother you much. If she does, tell me, I will scold her," said Lana again with a smile.

"Takes it easy, aunty," Devan replied, feeling a little awkward because it was the first time in years Aunt Lana had spoken to him in person.

"Okay, after that Jerry and I want to stop by your house. Is it okay? We just wanted to see Byanca," she added.

"Of course Auntie. You guys can come anytime, you don't need to ask my permission like this," Devan replied, and at the same time, he cursed himself. How could he say something so contrary to his heart?

"Devan..." Serly suddenly came out of Leo's room together with Grandma.

"Yes, what's wrong Auntie?"

"Leo wants to meet you," said Serly.

"Come in, looks like he has something to say to you," the middle-aged woman added again.

Hearing Aunt Serly's words, Devan immediately got up from his seat and walked towards the door of Leo's room.

"Mama comes in too," said Mrs. Seira, doing the same with her son.

However, her steps suddenly stopped when Grandma's hand grabbed her arm.

"Later, wait until Devan comes out, Seira," said Grandma.

"But..."

"You don't seem to understand young people. Leo asked for time to talk to Devan. Just leave them alone," said Oma again cutting Seira's sentence.

"You'd better go out and get me some food," she added.