Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

Aaron is undecided on how to deal with Devan. So for the time being, he's going to be normal.

"You want to meet with Claire?" Aaron asked again.

"But I can't tell if Claire can meet you or not," he added.

"Daddy, do you want to see Mom?" Dave asked looking up.

"Do you know where Mom is now?"

"Mom's still sleeping Daddy," Dave replied.

"What he said is true, Claire is still sleeping. Since arriving in Australia, she rarely leaves her room. I also don't want to bother her any further," Aaron chimed in.

"Really? Then I'll wait for her until she wakes up. Is that all right, Mr. Aaroon?" he asked.

"Of course."

Suddenly a cell phone ringing filled the room, immediately Aaron reached into his trouser pocket and saw who was calling him at this time.

Turns out it was his secretary.

"Sorry, I'm staying a minute," Aaron said wanting to answer the phone.

"Please," replied Devan.

Seeing the host slightly away from the living room, Devan then looked at his son.

"You don't miss your Daddy? Hmm?"

"Why go without saying goodbye, Dave is getting naughty huh?" he said as he pinched the little boy's nose.

"So how come Daddy never comes?"

"I'm busy, honey."

"How are you and your mother?" asked Devan again.

Hearing that, Dave suddenly looked down.

"Why, dear?"

"Yesterday Mom scolded me, Daddy," Dave muttered.

"I think Mom is still mad at me for not seeing me until now," he added.

"Angry? Ahat exactly are you doing?"

The boy shook his head, looking hesitant to answer.

"Is it wrong if I miss you, Daddy?" instead of answering, the boy gave a question back.

"Says who, honey? Dave is free to do anything, as long as it doesn't hurt you, then it's okay," Devan replied and stroked his son's head. It was very clear, that the man loved him.

"Is that true?"

"Is your mother mad about that?" he asked.

"Emm," Dave nodded, his eyes staring at Devan without blinking.

"She was just kidding, honey. Don't be sad anymore okay? Daddy's here now, right?"

"Okay, Daddy," the boy nodded again.

Hearing all the stories of his son, Devan sighed harshly. Anna seemed mad at him. He had to immediately clear up all these misunderstandings. He didn't want to be hated by the woman he loved so much.

"Is Daddy going to live here too from now on?" Dave asked again.

For a moment Devan froze on the spot, not knowing what to say, as if he had run out of vocabulary.

"Daddy's going to live here right, with Mom?" the boy repeated his sentence.

Devan cleared his throat, "Anything for you, honey," Devan replied, smiling awkwardly.

"Ah yes, how are Uncle Leo and Aunt Naila? I miss them too, Daddy."

"Really? Do want to meet them?"

"Um," Dave nodded enthusiastically.

"They're busy working, honey. Later, when I have free time, I'll ask them to come here," Devan replied.

"Is that true? Then my greetings to them Daddy," said Dave.

"Okay, it seems my son is so lonely in his new home," Devan replied with a smile, one hand rubbing Dave's head in a gentle motion.

"Ehem..." a man's coughing voice was heard. On reflex, both father and son turned to the source of the sound.

No one knows since when Aaron was there, neither Devan nor Dave, they both didn't notice because they were too busy chatting.

"What did you say to your Daddy, Dave?" asked Aaron back in his place.

"Nothing, Granpa. I'm just accompanying Daddy to talk so he doesn't get bored, right Daddy?" Dave replied, looking up for the man's approval.

"Um, that's right, honey," Devan chimed in with a smile.

"I apologize in advance, looks like I have to go to the office today Mr. Devan," Aaron said after a few seconds of silence.

"No problem, Mr. Aaron. Just do what you want, I can wait for Claire here myself," Devan replied.

"Is it okay? I feel bad if I leave my guests who come from Indonesia," said Aaron while rubbing the back of his neck.

"Don't worry about me. What I want to meet is Claire anyway. I can wait here, anyway I don't want to be a hindrance to your busy life," Devan replied, trying to be reassuring.

"Daddy won't be alone, I'll be with him waiting for my mom, Granpa," Dava chimed in, and her words made both Aaron and Devan smile.

"Hmm, okay. If you need anything, just tell Erik. He's my assistant," Aaron said.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Aaron."

"No problem. I should have done this as a host," said Aaron.

"Then I'll excuse myself. Consider this your own home Mr. Devan. Do not hesitate," he added again and rose from his position.

"Thank you again," replied Devan standing up. The man then escorted Aaron to the main door, then returned to the main room of the Smith family residence.

At first glance, the house with white and gray shades looks simple. Simple not in the true sense. Because when compared to the entire wealth of the Smith family, the house does not seem worth it.

Perhaps this is the simplicity of the Smith family.

Waited for a few hours, I don't know how many times Erik had gone back and forth to Claire's room, only to make sure whether the woman was still asleep or awake.

Yes, Claire never came. Even so, Devan still patiently waits for the idol of the heart.

"Daddy bored?" Dave asked when he heard his father take a few deep breaths.

"No dear. How could I be bored if I was with my dearest son," replied Devan?

"Do you want to play with me, Daddy?"

"Play?"

"Erm, I have lots of toys in the room. Want to see them?"

"May I?" asked Devan, then glanced at Erik who was not far from him.

"Young Master's room is on the second floor, sir," said Erik as if he knew the meaning of Devan's gaze.

"Okay, I will accompany Dave to play until he is satisfied," said Devan then carried the boy.

"Please come with me, sir," said Erik, then turned and began to lead the way.

"Okay, thanks," Devan replied, following the instructions of the man in front of him. He was as friendly as possible towards Anna's family.

Turning at the end of the room, down a corridor, they headed for an elevator that would take them to the second floor.

"Please come in, sir," said Erik after stopping his steps right in a room on the second floor.

"Is this your room?" asked Devan looking at his son.

The boy nodded, "Put me down Daddy," he said.