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Published at 23rd of March 2022 06:27:47 AM


Chapter 323: 323. Very Rare Time

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During the trip, Devan occasionally glanced at his son. And during that time, he couldn't stop smiling. Being able to make his son happy was one of his greatest joys.

Yes, he will do anything for the happiness of Claire and Dave. Anything, even if it cost his own life.

The existence of Claire and Dave made him feel completely human.

Before arriving at the cemetery, they took the time to buy flowers.

"Daddy, come on quickly. That's Grandparent's house," Dave shouted as he grabbed his father's hand while pointing at the graves of Claire's parents.

"Yes, Dear. Just take it slow, you'll fall," said Devan then grabbed his son's body and carried him.

Naila and Leo also just arrived at the funeral and soon followed Devan and Claire.

They then do the routine that is usually done by visitors to the tomb. Lay flowers and send prayers.

"Mr. Jason, Mrs. Jennie, I love your daughters. I want to ask your blessing, soon we will be married. I promise I will be a good husband and father. I also promised that I wouldn't make Claire cry. I will do whatever is best for her and your grandchildren. As long as I live, I will protect them," said Devan, the man looked down near the graves of Jennie and Jason, he sounded so serious.

"I'm so grateful to have met Claire. She is the only woman who makes me feel perfect. I want to have her, I will take good care of her. I hope you will be happy with our marriage," he added, a tear running down his cheek.

The wind gently blows and carries the distinctive floral scent, caresses everyone's skin, and manages to give off a comfortable and refreshing feeling.

"Daddy, why are you crying?" Dave's voice suddenly sounded, breaking his focus.

As if aware of the situation, Devan immediately wiped the tears on his cheeks and then returned to normalize his feelings. Claire just smiled at her future husband.

"Ehm…" Leo cleared his throat softly, causing the man to turn his head towards him.

"Do you need a handkerchief to dry your eyes?" Leo asked with a nosy face. At first, he was surprised, the first time he saw his cousin in tears. It turns out that a Devan who has a cold and indifferent nature can also shed tears.

But Devan just glanced at him and gave no response, making Leo chuckle. He was very sure, his cousin was feeling embarrassed right now.

They then returned to the car.

"Where are you going? Are you guys going straight home?" asked Naila, the girl walked to Claire's side.

"So what?" she asked. "Do you guys want to go somewhere?" she added again.

"I don't know, I just followed Leo," Naila replied, she then grabbed Dave's hand who was walking in front of him.

"Auntie, where do you want to go? I'm want to follow you," said the boy.

"My mom and dad are too boring. My mother always forbade me to do this and that, hmm," he complained again.

"Dave..." Claire's sentence is stopped when Devan suddenly grabbed her hand and signaled not to be angry with the boy.

"But it's all for your good, dear. Your mother did it because she didn't want anything to happen to you," Naila said immediately.

"What Aunt Naila said is true, dear," Devan chimed in.

Dave pouted, then stopped in his tracks and made the others do the same.

"Anyway, I want to go with Aunt Naila and Uncle Leo. Otherwise, I'll still be standing here," said the boy, folding his arms across his chest. By now they had arrived at the cemetery parking lot.

"All right, all right, honey. You will be with me and Aunt Naila. OK?" Leo immediately approached the boy and carried him.

"Is that true? Mom, you allowed me, right?" Dave replied, then glanced at Claire.

Hearing that, Claire sighed, then nodded slowly. "Okay, I let you. But on one condition."

"What is it, Mom. Tell me," Dave replied.

"You can't trouble your Uncle and Aunt Naila, you can't be naughty either."

"Okay Mom, I promise," Dave replied immediately while giving a thumbs up.

"Where do you want to go?" Claire asked Leo.

"This is our secret," Leo replied with a smile, Naila also did the same.

Hearing that, Claire just shook her head. "Okay, then don't come home too late. Also, don't go too far," she said.

"Okay, don't worry. I'll take care of him, my sister-in-law," Leo said with a wink to Claire. Making Devan snort in displeasure.

"Come on, dear. Don't mind them," said Devan immediately as he grabbed his future wife's arm, wanting to leave.

"Dave, remember your mother's message, Ok? Don't be naughty," he added.

"Okay, Dad."

They then parted there.

Glancing at the watch in his hand, it was already noon.

"Now, it's just the two of us, honey," Devan said, turning to Claire. The man held one of Claire's hands.

"Em, are we only going to stay here?" Claire replied, Leo's car had disappeared from her sight, while the car she was traveling in had not moved at all.

Devan chuckled hearing that, he slowly stepped on the gas and left the burial area.

"I'm hungry, we should find a restaurant for lunch before heading back home, Devan," said Claire.

"Alright, honey. Without asking, I will do it," replied Devan.

"Today's weather is very nice, it would be a shame if after lunch we went straight home, honey. After all, having time alone with you like this is very difficult and very rare," he added.

Claire turned her head, "What do you want to say, Devan? Where do you want to take me?" she asked.

Devan chuckled hearing that, "I don't know yet, I just don't want to go home first, and want to enjoy alone time with you," Devan replied.

"Alright, we'll decide later after lunch. Now, let's find a restaurant first."

"Japanese restaurant?"

Claire smiled, then nodded.

"Should I take you to a Japanese restaurant first so I can see your smile like this? You look sweet and very beautiful," said Devan.

"Stop teasing me, Devan and watch the way," Claire replied.

Devan chuckled "How can I see the others when the most beautiful woman in the world is next to me?"




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