Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

Leo who watched the interaction of the two people frowned because for him it was strange if he saw Devan who was not as usual.

After that, silence. No discussion was heard in the room. Until Serly said again, "Actually I want to ask you something, Devan."

The person being spoken to turned to the source of the voice.

"Wait a minute," said Serly again and then reached into his pants pocket. Take out a flat-shaped object from there.

Devan did not respond and just waited patiently, while Leo, who had just leaned back on the sofa, now took a sitting position again, listening carefully.

"But before this, I want to ask you first," said Serly again, raised her eyes, and looked at Devan seriously.

"Just tell me, Auntie," the man responded.

"You were with Byanca last night? I mean did you two go out together?" asked Serly.

Devan's brow furrowed faintly, "Why do you ask me like that?"

"No, I just want to make sure. Just answer first," said Serly.

"No, Auntie," Devan replied.

"Really? You didn't lie to me, did you?" Serly asked again to make sure.

"Yes, Auntie. Besides, there's no point in lying for me, it's just a waste of time," Devan replied.

"What did you want to say? Did you see Byanca out with another man?" he added and chuckled.

Hearing the man's response, Serly cleared her throat. Without giving any response, the middle-aged woman immediately got up from her position, walked towards the door, and locked it tightly.

Seeing Serly's actions, Devan and Leo glanced at each other. The middle-aged woman's attitude was a little strange as if she wanted to do or say something important without wanting to be heard or known by anyone other than those in the room.

Even so, Devan and Leo remained silent and waited.

Finished locking the door, Serly sat back on the sofa right next to Devan.

"I don't know if saying this is the right thing or not. I just can't stand to keep it any longer," Mrs. Serly began.

Devan stayed where he was and listened, and so did Leo.

"Last night, when I was out looking for medicine at the pharmacy for Leo, I accidentally saw Byanca with a man. Take a look at this," she said again while showing a photo. In the photo, it is clear that a man and a woman seem to be making out with each other.

"This isn't you?"

Hearing his aunt's question, Devan immediately shook his head. "It's not me, Auntie. Since when did I have that haircut like that?"

"At first I thought that it was you, I intended to get closer but was afraid that my presence would only disturb your togetherness, so I just took this picture as a keepsake and then left."

"Even to this day, before you came I still thought that the man who was with Byanca was you, Devan. But after hearing and seeing your interactions earlier, I started to doubt and decided to ask you directly," said Serly.

Hearing the story of the middle-aged woman, Devan only responded with a smile making Serly frown in confusion. Because she never thought that Devan's reaction would be like this. He was too calm and relaxed.

"I want to see it too, Mom," Leo chimed in on the bed.

"Just stay there, don't act so much," said Serly, glaring at her son, and that made Leo put on a frowning face again.

"He's Byanca's lover, Aunt. I already knew," said Devan casually.

"What do you mean you already know?" Serly asked, ignoring her son who kept asking for her cell phone.

"Does Aunt believe me?"

"Do you believe everything I say?" asked Devan again.

"Why do you ask like that?" instead of answering, Mrs. Serly asked back.

"If you don't believe me, then it's useless if I talk," Devan replied.

"I saw Byanca with that man making out with my own eyes, how could I possibly trust that woman again?" Serly said while taking a deep breath.

"I was thinking about everything you said in front of the family, Devan. Could it be that the child in Byanca's womb..." said the middle-aged woman hanging, as if she had just realized something.

Seeing the reaction of the woman next to him, Devan chuckled.

"It seems, without me even trying, that woman's behavior will reveal itself," Devan muttered, but his voice was still heard by Serly.

"No, this can't be allowed, Devan. This marriage can't happen, how can the Atmadja family have a daughter-in-law like Byanca? This can't be allowed," said Serly then rose from her position, it seemed that the woman would come out and meet Byanca.

"Wait, Auntie," said Devan while holding the middle-aged woman's arm.

"I can understand how you feel, Devan. Leave this to me, don't hold me back. I don't care if Seira gets angry or even hates me, I can't understand it, how can that woman trust her future daughter-in-law more than her child" replied Serly, turning around.

"Sit back, Auntie," said Devan gently tugging Serly's arm, and managed to make the middle-aged woman sit back down in her original place.

"Why are you so calm?" Serly was surprised.

"I've known of Byanca's relationship with that man a few years ago, Auntie. After all, my relationship with her ended right then and there, it's just because of the family's wishes, so I obeyed," Devan answered slowly.

"So-so all my hunches have been, right? Not only me, but all the family also feel that your relationship is tenuous. But why? I mean, if your relationship is like this, why should there be a wedding?" Serly couldn't understand all the things she just found out.

"Don't worry about me, Auntie," Devan said as if he didn't care about everything, but inside his heart and mind were racing, he wanted to end this as soon as possible and get back with Claire.

"But, Devan. I can't let my nephew marry such a woman. Marriage is something sacred, Devan."

"I know, Auntie. Leave it alone."

"What do you mean?"

"If my mother wants this marriage to go on, then so be it."

"With Byanca like that, are you sure you want to marry her?" Serly asked, choosing to obey and trying to understand Devan's wishes.

"Who said I was going to marry Byanca, Aunt?"