Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

And after that, the connection is disconnected. At the same time, his sense of hearing caught the sound of footsteps approaching him.

Turning towards the source of the voice, a maid walked towards him.

"What is it?" asked Devan before the woman.

"At the request of Mr. Erik, we have prepared lunch for you, sir. Please follow me," said the woman.

"I'm still full," said Devan.

"B-but…

"I don't like repeating my sentence. Just tell him that I will eat later when I'm hungry," said Devan, cutting the woman's sentence.

"Okay, sir. I shall then excuse myself."

Hearing that, Devan no longer responded. The man turned back to face the window, slowly opening all the incoming messages on his cellphone.

He stayed in that position for a long time, harsh sighs escaped his lips every time he opened an incoming message from his cousin Leo.

"Ehem ..." a clear voice sounded from behind, making Devan gasp and immediately turned to the source of the voice, the owner of the voice was Erik.

"Where's Dave?" he asked.

"He's still in Miss Claire's room, sir," said the man then entered the room. Intending to invite Devan to talk so as not to feel bored while waiting for the woman to finish her lunch.

While on the other hand, Claire and Dave who were in the same room didn't talk much to each other as usual, the atmosphere was slightly awkward between the mother and son.

"Mom, you still mad at me?" Dave asked, looking down, not daring to look his mother in the eye.

"Who says it? I'm not angry anymore, honey. I'm sorry, okay?" Claire replied.

"Really? You're not mad at me anymore?" Dave repeated, now the boy raised his head and looked at Claire with an innocent look.

Claire nodded with a smile, one of her hands then stroked her son's head gently.

"Yes, dear. Now finish your meal," said Claire again.

"Are you mad at Daddy?" Dave asked in a slightly whispering voice.

Hearing her son's question, Claire just smiled. Trying to control herself, because only hearing the man's name, feelings of sadness filled her again.

"No dear, eat quickly and finish your food," said Claire and then fed the boy.

"Do you like the food?" Dave asked again after swallowing the food in his mouth.

"Yes, Dear."

"Doesn't it taste a lot like Daddy's cooking?"

Anna just smiled awkwardly in response to her son's question.

"I miss Daddy so much, Mom," Dave mumbled again when he sensed that his mother was no longer angry.

"Don't you miss Daddy?" asked the boy again.

"Eat honey, stop talking while eating," Claire said still in a soft voice.

"Okay, Mom," Dave finally complied.

After that, silence. No more conversation was heard from the mother and child until the food on their plates was gone.

"You like the food? I like it, Mom," said Dave after placing the glass back on the table directly in front of him.

"Yes, Dear."

Hearing his mother's answer, Dave smiled.

"I want to eat this, Mom, but I want to be bribed," said Dave again while pointing at the apple in front of him.

"You want to feed me, right?" he added spoiled.

Claire smiled, "Of course, honey," she replied.

Until a few minutes passed, they finally finished their lunch ritual.

Claire then pressed the button that connected directly to the Maid's room on the first floor, and only a few minutes later, several maids came and cleared the plates and glasses in Claire's room.

"What have you been doing, honey? Can you tell me?" asked Claire, approaching her son and lifting the tiny body onto her lap.

"No Mom, I'm just playing in the room while waiting for you to wake up," said Dave.

"Really? Dave playing alone? I'm sorry, honey," replied Claire.

"You don't need to apologize. Grandpa played with me before leaving for work, Mom. After all, Granpa said, Mom was very tired and needed a lot of rest. So I refrained from disturbing you, Mom," said Dave again while playing with his little fingers.

Hearing her son's answer, Claire smiled again, not knowing how to respond.

"Mom, I want to go back to my room, okay?" Dave asked again.

"Of course, honey. I will accompany you," replied Claire then stood up from her position.

"No Mom, no need. I can be alone, Mom stays here, take a lot of rest," Dave said again holding Claire's hand and asking her to sit back down.

Reflexively, the woman's brow furrowed. Dave didn't usually say things like this.

"You just stay here, okay mom? Don't go anywhere, take a lot of rest," said Dave again and then released his mother's grip, walking slowly towards the door of the room.

Claire stared.

"Good afternoon Mom," Dave said before disappearing behind the door.

Dave's attitude towards her made the woman wonder, had her attitude yesterday gone too far, to make the boy like this?

Claire take a deep breath, took her cell phone which she had previously placed on the table, and played with it, leaning her body relaxed on the sofa. Trying to ignore her son's strange behavior.

'Ah, maybe it's just my feelings,' she thought.

"I've been too sensitive lately," he mumbled with a shaky breath.

But no matter how hard she tried to ignore her son's attitude, Claire thought more and more about him.

Until in the end, she decided to accompany Dave to his room. She was also tired of being in the room all the time. Alone in the room doing nothing would only make her keep remembering him.

At least if she is with her son, her attention and focus will be slightly diverted.

Slowly, the woman moved from her position. She tidied her clothes a little and walked towards the door. She intended to take her son for a walk in the garden behind the house.

However, after arriving at Dave's room, she didn't find anyone there, making the woman frown in confusion, even though it had only been a few minutes.

"Dave ..." she called softly while scanning the entire room, the bathroom did not escape her search but the boy was nowhere to be found.

"Dave, where are you, honey?" Claire called out to her son.

The woman then tried to contact Erik.

"Hello Miss, is there anything I can help you with?" a voice from the other side.

"Hello Erik, is Dave with you now?" asked Anna matter-of-factly.

"Young master?"

"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.

"Erm, where are you now?"

"I-In the main room, Miss," Erik stammered.

"Okay," Claire said again and then ended the call.

The woman immediately went to the first floor.