Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

"Then stay for a few more days, Mr. Aaron," he added.

Hearing that, Aaron glanced at Claire as if asking his nephew's opinion.

Getting a nod from the woman, Aaron sighed, "Okay," he said.

"Thank you, Mr. Aaron," Devan said with a big smile.

"It doesn't matter, if Mrs. Atmadja is awake, we want to say goodbye to go back to the hotel," said Aaron.

"I thought you two would stay at Atmadja's residence," Devan replied.

"No, Mr. Devan. I thought maybe you guys need some time to talk about what happened today. It would be very rude if we joined your family discussion," Aaron said honestly.

Devan was silent as if confirming the man's words, he then nodded, "Okay, if that's what you want," he said.

Not long after that, the Doctor in Seira's room came out.

Immediately Mr. Atmadja rose from his position and entered the room.

Looking at his wife who had regained consciousness, a smile grew on his lips. "Thank God, you're awake, dear," said Mr. Atmadja approaching his wife.

Mrs. Seira didn't respond, the middle-aged woman just kept quiet without showing any expression.

"How do you feel now?"

"Are you dizzy? Or are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" asked Mr. Atamdja repeatedly.

Serly smiled at the man's attention to his wife. "She just realized, let her calm down first," she said.

"I'm just worried about her, Serly," replied Mr. Atmadja.

"Where are the others?" Mrs. Seira asked quietly, her voice sounding a little hoarse.

"They're outside," said Serly, then helped the middle-aged woman lean over.

"How is Lana doing?" Seira asked again, her gaze lowered slightly.

"I don't know, she's also being treated in the next room. Grandma's there, maybe see how Lana's condition, honey. Don't worry about her, she's fine," replied Mr. Atmadja.

Hearing that, Madam Seira nodded slowly. She wanted to ask again but chose not to.

Her eyes then looked around the room, as if she was looking for something. Not finding what she was looking for, she turned back to her husband. "How was the event?" she asked curiously. Only hearing the voice of the woman who was with Devan before, she could quickly recognize her voice.

And because of that, she became very sure that something happened at the wedding after that embarrassing incident.

"You just woke up. Don't think about anything else just yet. About that, we will discuss it later at home, dear," replied Mr. Atmadja trying to calm his wife's curiosity.

"Hmm, Okay. I'm also feeling fine now," replied Mrs. Seira and then removed the blanket covering her body.

"Where are you going?" Serly asked holding the middle-aged woman's arm.

"Didn't you hear me? I'm fine now, don't worry about me," Mrs. Seira replied.

Hearing that, Serly turned to Atmadja, saw the man nod, Serly let go of Seira's hand.

"I want to see Lana's condition," she said as her body got off the gurney.

"All right," said Mr. Atmadja then grabbed his wife's arm and walked out of the room.

Devan, who saw his mother walking out of the room, reflexively stood up from his position with Dave, who had never left his embrace.

"Mom," Devan called, immediately Claire did the same, stood up, and walked over to the middle-aged woman.

While on the other hand, Mrs. Seira who heard her name being called suddenly turned nervous, lowered her gaze, and just stared at the floor she was about to step on. Somehow she did not dare to look at her son.

Claire who saw Devan's mother's response reflex grabbed the dress she was wearing.

Devan who felt the change in Claire's expression slowly grabbed the woman's hand to calm her down.

Mrs. Seira continued walking without looking at her son and future daughter-in-law. Made Devan and anyone who saw it think that Seira was still angry with her son. No one dared to raise a voice, nor protest Seira's current attitude.

"Looks like your mother is getting mad at me, Devan," Claire said in the lowest possible voice.

Devan took a deep breath then said, "Patience dear, I'm sure one day my mother will accept everything, including you and my son 'Dave', I'm sure of it," Devan tried to calm his wife down.

"I just feel a little guilty, Devan. I don't know why I feel like that," replied Claire, and it managed to make Devan turn around to face her. Gently stroked Claire's head.

"Trust me, honey," he said then kissed Claire's forehead gently.

"Ekhem…" Aaron cleared his throat at the behavior of the lovers in front of him. Immediately Devan and Claire kept their distance, then sat back down in the chairs they had previously occupied.

They didn't realize that when Seira wanted to enter Lana's room, the middle-aged woman glanced over just because she wanted to see where her grandson was. Even Mr. Atmadja and Serly were not aware of it.

Right after the door of the room was wide open, the steps of Mr. Atmadja, Mrs. Seira, and Serly suddenly stopped, an unexpected scene occurred in front of them.

Jerry and Lana knelt right in front of Grandma. Both apologies on behalf of their child to Grandma.

"What are you doing?" said Grandma trying to wake up the two figures in front of her. Lana had woken up a few minutes ago, and at that moment when she saw the old woman's presence, she immediately got up from her position and apologized, kneeling because of the guilt that filled her. And Jerry, who at first just stood and chatted casually with Grandma, now kneeled in front of the old woman.

"No, we won't wake up until you forgive Byanca," Lana said in tears.

"What's going on here?" asked Mr. Atmadja approaching them.

The three of them turned their heads to the source of the voice.

"You're awake, Lana," Seira said to the middle-aged woman who was still kneeling on the floor.

Seeing Seira, and Mr. Atmadja with Serly who seemed to be guarding her against the side, Lana asked, "What happened to you?"

"No, no. I don't deserve to say such a thing. Forgive me, forgive my son, forgive us, Seira, Mr. Atmadja. Forgive our family," said Lana as she dragged her body in front of Mrs.. Seira without getting up from her position.