Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

"Please sit down, sir," said the obstetrician, inviting Devan to sit on the chair that had been provided right in front of her desk.

The man just obeyed without responding.

"You are the patient's husband?"

Hearing that, Devan was silent again, not knowing what to say.

Seeing the response of the man in front of her, the doctor just smiled and then opened her voice again.

The obstetrician told him about Byanca's current condition. The woman's womb is fine and only has minor bleeding. if only Byanca's womb was weak, perhaps the child in her womb would have come out. not only that, but the doctor also told Devan about everything he could do as a husband and what he couldn't, she also suggested that Devan should give more attention to his wife, not let her do anything heavy, whatever to make her tired.

It didn't stop there, the doctor also advised Devan to do everything his wife wanted as long as it wasn't something dangerous, all for the good of the mother and child.

Devan heard all that carefully, was silent, and hadn't the intention to ask a few questions until the doctor finished her sentence.

"So you should pay more attention to your wife, sir. Otherwise, it will affect the condition of the baby," said the doctor ending the conversation.

Devan just nodded lazily.

After that, Byanca was moved to the patient's room because the woman was still unconscious.

Currently, the three of them were in the same room, after being transferred to the VVIP room, neither Mrs. Seira nor Devan ever left the room until thirty minutes had passed.

"Where are you going, Devan?" asked Mrs. Seira when she saw her son leaving the room where Byanca was being treated.

"I want to go back to the office, Ma," Devan replied.

"Are you crazy? Byanca is still unconscious and wants to just leave?"

"The doctor said she was fine, Ma. Maybe soon she will come back to her senses," replied Devan.

"No, you have to be here. If you still want me alive, then do what I say, Devan. Don't be rebellious like this. Besides, you shouldn't treat your future wife like this, she's pregnant with your child, you know," said Mrs. Seira at length.

"Don't overdo it, Mom," Devan replied nonchalantly, the man then resumed his paused steps, walking towards the door as if he didn't care about everything his mother said.

"You opened the door, then I make sure you won't see me again tomorrow, Devan," Seira said firmly, threatening her son because she was out of her mind, and didn't know what to do to get her son to wake up.

"This time I'm not kidding, Devan, how do you think about byanca's feel when she sees you ignoring her who is even pregnant with my grandson?" Right after her sentence was finished, Seira dropped her body onto the floor, tears streaming down her cheeks, sobbing.

Devan who saw it reflexively stopped his steps, "Ma, what are you doing?" said Devan immediately approached the middle-aged woman and helped her up.

"Get up, Mom. The floor is cold, you could get sick," he said again, holding his mother's shoulders, trying to make her stand up.

"Just go, why did you come back again? You care more about your work than me and Byanca," said Mrs. Seira while sobbing. Her head was lowered and just stared at the floor, the sound of crying that sounded a little muffled made Devan's heart feel like it was sliced.

"Stop crying, Mom, and get up. I don't want you to get sick," said Devan trying to persuade his mother.

Mrs. Seira did not pay attention to her son's words, she was still weeping, being ignored by her son maybe she could still tolerate it, but not if Byanca also had to feel the same treatment. Her chest tightened at the mere thought of her son's imminent marriage.

"I… I never thought I would give birth to a son like this, a son who is my blood cares more about other people than his own family," Seira's sobs grew louder, the middle-aged woman vented everything she had been holding back all this time.

"I never taught you to be this nonchalant, Devan."

"No, it's not you who is at fault, but me. It is me who is wrong. I am at fault for living far from you."

"You're not wrong, it's Mama's fault," Seira rambled on and on, she didn't even care about the hospital rules that didn't allow anyone to make a fuss.

Devan took a deep breath, this is the first time he has seen his mother shed tears and cry like this. All because of a cunning woman like Byanca. Devan suddenly felt sorry for his mother because of her strong belief in a woman who did not meet her expectations.

Devan couldn't imagine how his mother would react when she found out about all of Byanca's rottenness.

Again, he sighed.

"Alright, Mom. Don't cry anymore, I'm sorry. I'm sorry," said Devan trying to calm his mother.

"No, you're not at fault. Mama is at fault, I am to blame in this case for not educating you properly," Seira's cries broke out in the room once again.

Devan, who could not bear to see it, immediately embraced his mother, hugged her while rubbing her head with very slow and soft movements.

"Stop blaming yourself, Mom. You weren't wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry. Now, shut up, don't cry anymore," said Devan.

But his words didn't seem to have any effect at all, because Mrs. Seira was still sobbing and even now Devan felt the shirt she was wearing was already wet with tears.

Taking a deep breath, Devan then said again, "Okay, what do you want now? I'll do it for you, whatever it is."

"Re-really? You're going to do whatever I want?" Mrs. Seira's stuttering was interspersed with sobbing sounds.

"Yeah, Mom. Did I ever lie?"

Hearing her son's question, Madame Seira shook her head slowly.

"Now stop crying okay? And stand up, Mom. The floor is very cold," Devan said again, then tried to help his mother up, took her to a chair in the room, and sat her there.

"I'm sorry Ma," said Devan repeating his previous. "Are you serious? You're going to do everything Mama wants?" asked Mrs. Seira.

"Yes, Ma," replied Devan with a deep breath, he could vaguely know what the middle-aged woman wanted.

"Then be nice to Byanca, treat her like the most precious woman in your life, Devan," said Mrs.. Seira, occasionally sobbing.

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