Unexpected Love: One Night With Mr CEO

"Clean the guest room. Change all the sheets with new ones, use a softer and calming air freshener, as well as the living room, "said Claire.

"Okay, madam. I will do according to your orders," said the butler.

"Ah yes, I almost forgot. Get ready, I want you to accompany me to the flower shop," said Claire again.

"Ok, madam."

"Erm," Claire said then left the middle-aged woman. She returned to her room.

Before the others woke up, Claire and the butler had already left, they were just visiting the nearest flower shop to save time. She bought various types of flowers, as well as several flower vases that looked the same.

She was at the flower shop for thirty minutes, then returned home.

"Where are you from, honey?" asked Grandma, the woman came out of the kitchen and met Claire who was already looking very tidy.

"Put it on the back porch of the house," said Claire, pointing at the item she bought earlier.

"Alright, madam."

Grandma's gaze followed where the butler had gone.

"Ehm… you're awake, Grandma," said Claire, clearing her throat.

"Ah yes, just now. I haven't even showered yet. Where are you from this early in the morning? And what is it?" Grandma asked Claire, glancing over at the butler.

"I'm from the flower shop, Grandma. Now you better take a shower to look more beautiful, then we will have breakfast together," said Claire again walking towards the old woman and putting her arm around her shoulder.

Grandma laughed lightly, "Alright, alright. I'm going to take a shower," Grandma said and walked away leaving Claire.

The woman just took a deep breath, then walked to the back porch of the house.

"I've put it on the table on the back porch, Miss," said the butler who passed her.

Claire nodded, "Thank you. Prepare breakfast, call me when everyone is up," she said.

"Alright, madam," said the butler, bowing her head.

"Erm, go away," she said and walked towards the back door of the house.

As she landed on the chair, her cell phone rang. Seeing the name on the phone, Claire smiled happily.

"Hello, good morning," she greeted her interlocutor.

"Hi, darling. Good morning," came the typical wake-up voice from the other side of the phone. He is Devan.

"I missed you," Devan said then switched the phone to a video call.

"OMG, Devan, are you still in the office?" claire was surprised to see the man still in his study in the office. In fact, according to her calculations, it is two o'clock in the morning in Indonesia. The time difference between Indonesia and Australia is four hours. The time in Australia is faster than in Indonesia.

"I overslept, honey. And just woke up. Maybe it's because I've been very busy all day," replied Devan, the man was seen resting his head on the table, from his face it could be seen that he was very tired.

"Now go home and rest, your body will hurt more if you sleep in the office," said Claire.

"Ok, Dear. I'm going home now. But don't disconnect, I still want to talk to you," said Devan slowly getting up from his position and walking out of the room.

"Be careful on the road," Claire said, she then put her cell phone on the table, then started checking every flower she bought earlier.

"What are you doing, honey? You seem busy, am I bothering you?" asked Devan when he saw his future wife's activity from his cellphone screen.

"Oh, it's okay, don't hesitate. You never bother me, Devan, are you in the car yet?" asked Claire again, she kept talking and only occasionally looked at the screen.

"I just arrived at the car park, it looks like the rain has just stopped. It's very cold in here," replied Devan.

"It seems I also miss a hug from you," added Devan again.

Hearing that, Claire just smiled. "Mama will come today," said Claire. She sat back in her chair with a few flower stalks in her hands.

"Is that true? I want to go there, but they won't let me," said Devan, now he had started driving his car.

Claire smiled hearing that, "The wedding day is near, Devan. Be patient," she replied.

"It is already near? Hmm, one day without seeing you is like going through a year, honey. It's been so long, I thought maybe I'd go crazy for missing you," Devan said, his voice sounding very spoiled.

Claire's cheeks were flushed, getting a tease in the morning like this from the person she cared about the most was the best mood booster.

Not getting any response from the woman, Devan again asked, "What are you doing so early in the morning like this? You're well-groomed and you look so pretty. Did you know that I would call you?" Devan chuckled.

"Huh? Am I not allowed to look like this?" she asked.

"I didn't mean it like that..."

"Ahh…Shhh…" Claire suddenly screamed in pain, her hand was pierced by rose thorns and made her bleed.

"Claire? What happened to you?" asked Devan panicked, reflex pulled over and stopped the car. His eyes were focused on his phone screen.

"Oh my God, your hands are bleeding, honey."

Claire didn't respond, the woman immediately pulled out the thorn in her hand while holding back the pain.

"I will call Mama right now and ask her to go there to treat you," said Devan again, he suddenly panicked.

Hearing that, Claire took a deep breath. "No need, Devan. I'm fine. Don't panic like that. See!! My hand is only pierced by a thorn, it doesn't matter, I've lost the thorn," said Claire as she showed her hand to the man.

"But, honey. Your hands are bleeding, I'm afraid…"

"Devan, a wound like this won't kill me from bleeding. Don't overdo it, honey. I'm fine," said Claire immediately interrupting her future husband.

"What if your hands get irritated? I'm scared, honey."

Claire took a deep breath, "I'm fine. Trust me. Just a stab wound, this doesn't mean anything at all," replied Claire.

"What are you doing with the flowers, honey? Where are the maids? Why did you do it yourself?"