Chapter 245 - 245. Don't Ask Me To Leave (3)

"I don't want to lose you, I don't want to be away from you anymore."

Devan kept saying things like that even though he didn't get a reply from Claire.

"So don't ask me to leave again, okay?"

Don't get any response, Devan just kept quiet while waiting patiently for the woman in his arms to reply.

However, until a few minutes had passed, there was neither a sound nor the slightest movement from Claire which made Devan frown.

"Anna," he called, somehow preferring that name to 'Claire'.

"Anna, you heard me right?" asked Devan again.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"I'm sorry," he added, but the same thing happened. The woman did not respond either.

With a very slow movement, Devan tried to look at Claire on his shoulder.

And at the same time, a small smile appeared on his lips. No wonder there was no answer, the woman was asleep and even looked very sound.

"Okay, go to sleep honey. I'll explain everything once more when you wake up," he muttered again as he gently stroked Claire's hair.

Remaining in that position for a long time, Devan did his best not to make the slightest movement.

It wasn't that he didn't intend to move Claire to the bed, just let's say he was selfish, because he liked the position they were in.

Neither of them realized that they had spent several hours. Devan, who was patiently waiting for Anna to wake up, slowly felt sleepy, and only a few minutes later the man also fell asleep sitting up, hugging Claire's tiny body on his lap.

While Dave, who had been abandoned by his father and mother for a long time, is now starting to get restless.

"Uncle Erik, where are Mommy and Daddy?" asked the boy innocently.

"Why haven't they come back yet?" he added again. By now they were in Dave's room because previously Dave wanted to chase after his father and mother, only to be prevented by the man, and ended up accompanying him to play in the room.

It was late afternoon, and there was no sign of the two of them coming out of the room yet. Just thinking about it, made Erik feel awry.

He didn't want Mr. Devan to do anything bad to Miss Claire, but if he forced his way into the room, he was afraid that Miss Claire would brand him a nuisance, and want to interfere in her personal affairs.

Since earlier, Erik has been very restless.

He didn't know how many times he went back and forth from Dave's room to Miss Claire's room, but only to the door, he had no intention of knocking let alone opening the door.

Don't hear any sound from inside the room, it made him feel a little relieved, but that didn't mean his worry disappeared.

"Uncle Erik, can't you hear me?" Dave asked again repeating his previous sentence.

"A-ahh, I'm sorry Young Master," replied Erik, regaining his senses.

"Are Mom and Daddy still in her room?" he asked.

"Yes, Young Master."

"Then I'll catch up with them. Maybe they forgot about me, Uncle," replied Dave, quickly rising from his position.

"N-no Young Master, don't do it. Erm... I mean maybe your Mom and Dad are still talking about important things, there's no way they'll forget about you," Erik said immediately crouching down, leveling his position with the boy while holding his arms, trying to stop him.

'Don't let Dave follow his mother into the room, I don't want him to find a scene that a boy shouldn't see,' Erik thought, He didn't know what was up with him that made his thoughts perverted like that. But it's just a precaution.

"Uncle? Then what did they do? Why aren't they here yet?" Dave asked with a frown on his face, it was very clear that he was tired of playing.

"Just you wait, Young Master. They will surely come. Maybe in a moment?"

"Is that true?"

"Yes, Young Master," Erik replied as he glanced at the clock in his hand, a harsh sigh could be heard escaping from between his lips.

"Young Master, do you want to go out sightseeing?" asked Erik again. His tone of voice was very soft.

"Where, Uncle?"

"Anywhere, Young Master."

"But I'm afraid Mom will be mad if I don't ask her permission, Uncle," Dave replied, looking at Erik with an unblinking gaze.

"Don't worry, Young Master. I will take responsibility."

"Where will Uncle take me?" Dave asked, repeating the same question as before.

"You'll find out later, Young Master," replied Erik, then took the boy in his arms. Walk outside to the car garage.

Erik intends to take Dave around the elite complex of the Smith residence. Indeed, since Miss Claire and her son arrived in Australia, they had never once left the house. Only occasionally, and even then, only limited to the garden and yard of the house, never more.

Time passed so quickly, the orange hue slowly spread across the horizon, filled the western sky, and managed to amaze every eye that saw it.

Aaron had come home from work, during the trip the man took the time to buy some snacks for Claire and his grandson. After traveling for about thirty minutes, he finally arrived home.

Immediately he entered the house with wide steps. Ever since he was in the office, his mind has never left the arrival of Mr. Devan and his nephew.

Entering the elevator, Aaron headed to the second floor, on the way he tried to contact Erik. Intended to ask what was going on, because the situation at home seemed very quiet.

Usually, when he came home from work, Dave would be on the first floor playing with anyone he met, whether it was with Erik or with some of the maids who worked in the house.

A knock on the line made Aaron clear his throat softly until the person on the other end picked up the phone.

"Hello, sir."

"Erm. Where are you now?" Aaron asked.

"I'm out, Sir, with Dave," Erik answered simply.

"What are you guys doing outside? Come home soon, it's getting late."

"All right, sir. I'll be right back home."

"Ah yes, is Devan home yet? Has that man met with Claire?" Aaron asked again.

"I-I don't know, sir. I'll tell you the details when I get home. All I can say now is, Mr. Devan has met with Miss Claire," Erik replied.

Hearing this, a deep sigh escaped the man's lips. "Okay, be careful on the road," Aaron said then disconnected unilaterally.

At the same time, the elevator opens. Immediately Aaron stepped the corridor on the second floor, headed to Claire's room, wanting to confirm the condition of her niece.

He didn't know, he just felt really worried.