Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

"Claire, today several men visited me at the office. All for the same reason. Asking my permission to meet you," Aaron said in a slightly higher tone of voice.

"You remember yesterday's discussion, right?"

Claire's brow furrowed, smiling a crooked smile because she was so sure that Devan must have heard very clearly what Aarron had just said.

"I don't want to meet any of them, Uncle," Claire finally spoke up.

"Why? Isn't that great? In case you like one of them, Claire. Why not give it a try, it won't hurt you anyway," Aaron replied.

"No, Uncle. I had no intention of doing that, nor do I know any of them."

"I see, even though I intend to set you up with one of them," said Aaron again deliberately raising his voice, bigger than before.

Hearing that, Claire flashed a clumsy smile again.

"I'm doing this for none other than for you and Dave, Claire."

"Now I ask, you have to answer me honestly, okay?"

Claire didn't reply, the woman just nodded in approval.

"Is Devan my grandson's father?" asked Aaron, the look on his face suggesting that he was very serious about this.

"Why would Uncle ask like that?"

"Because you or Devan never said that you were married, after all, when you left Indonesia, I asked you that day, don't you want to say goodbye to someone? Do you remember this?"

"Th-that..." Claire stammered.

"You couldn't have forgotten your answer back then right?"

"It's true, Uncle. But that..."

"Now answer my question, is it true that Devan is the father of my grandson?" cut Aaron immediately repeating the same question as before.

"Right, Uncle," Claire answered without hesitation.

"When did you two get married?" asked Aaron again, he was very serious about this.

Immediately Claire fell silent a thousand languages.

"Answer me, Claire. I just want to know, I don't want my only nephew to have an unclear relationship with another man," said Aaron again. His sentence implies indirectly, that his nephew's relationship with Devan is not clear.

"You two are my family, Dave is my grandson and you are my nephew. I couldn't possibly stay silent when I saw you in that kind of relationship with someone else."

"Seeing your relationship, it seems Devan only got you pregnant and has no desire to marry you," added Aaron again guessing.

And all the words of the man somehow left Claire speechless, they pierced deep into the recesses of her heart.

"Do you love a man like that?" Aaron didn't realize that his words had cornered his nephew.

Brakk..!!!

Suddenly the bathroom door was forced open, revealing the figure of Devan standing there. Since earlier, the man heard everything Aaron said, just trying to restrain himself, but Aaron's last question he really couldn't let go, as if the man was implying that he only wanted to take advantage of Claire.

Devan couldn't help himself.

"Devan?" Aaron immediately stood up from his position, pretending to be shocked, as if he didn't know the man was in Claire's room.

"Why did you get out of there?" asked Aaron again narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

"Th-This… Uncle, I can explain first," stuttered Claire immediately taking a step back, interceding between Devan and Aaron.

"I will marry Claire tomorrow," Devan said directly, his voice loud and loud, echoing through the room.

Silence… Both Aaron and Claire fell silent for a moment. Stun in place.

"I will marry Claire tomorrow," said Devan again repeating the previous sentence.

"D-Devan… you don't need to say such things," stuttered Claire as she approached Devan. After all, she didn't expect Devan to marry her anytime soon. However, that doesn't mean that she doesn't want to be in a serious relationship with him.

"Okay. I agree," Aaron agreed.

"But, not tomorrow. I want my nephew's wedding to look so luxurious. If we do it tomorrow, we don't have enough time to make preparations."

"Uncle, what did you say?" Claire wanted to protest, occasionally glancing at Devan, just to confirm the man's expression.

"Claire, if you love that man then don't protest and just obey. I will do anything for you. But if you have no desire to marry him, You can say it now," replied Aaron. He never expected that his fad of disturbing the lovers would end up in such a serious discussion.

Hearing Aaron's words, Claire immediately fell silent. Not daring to make the slightest sound, and that made Aaron smile a faint smile.

"I take your silence as a 'Yes' answer, Claire," he said then turned to look at Devan.

"How? Are you ready to do whatever I ask?" he asked the man.

Immediately Devan nodded, "Sure, of course. Whatever it is, I'll do it as long as it concerns Claire and my son," he replied.

Aaron took a deep breath, glancing at the watch on his wrist for a moment.

"It's getting late. You better get some sleep, Claire. And you, follow me to my room," said Aaron again scanning Claire and Devan in turn.

"I'm too," Claire said immediately.

"You just rest. This is my business with him, Claire. You can't refuse," said Aaron again.

"Honey, what your Uncle said is true. You should rest now, I don't want you to get sick," Devan said, trying to reassure Claire.

"You don't want her to get sick, but accompany her to sit on the balcony in this cold weather, even the bedroom window isn't closed," said Aaron, and his words made Claire and Devan again frozen on the spot with eyes looking at each other.

That means, Aaron already knew his whereabouts in the room before coming into the room. Knowing that fact, Claire suddenly lowered her head in shame. While Devan, the man just cleared his throat trying to look normal.

"Now, follow me to the third floor. I want to tell you something," Aaron said again when he didn't get a reply.

"Okay," Devan agreed, then started to get up from where he was standing.

"Wait," said Claire while holding the man's arm.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" asked Devan.

"Be careful," Claire said, and the woman's words had Aaron frozen to the spot.

"I'm just taking him to my room, Claire, I'm not going to kill him."