Unexpected Love: Mr CEO wild baby

At 11 p.m., Viona had not slept. She was shackled in loneliness and again feeling sad, glanced at the photo of her lost baby and stared at one of the photos she had with Edward when she was just pregnant.

sometimes she feels grateful to have been able to divorce from him, sometimes a sense of longing approaches. This kind of thing is normal when someone has been in love for several months until they almost have a baby, of course, the memories of togetherness sometimes still shackle and cause pain again.

Viona turned to look at the photo of her and Frans together, she had a smile on her lips. "Honestly, I wonder, why is it so easy for you to say you love me when I'm falling? Can love, at first sight, have a happy ending? I'm still a little doubtful of your love, I'm too afraid you're just like Edward who throws away when bored."

Viona turned to think about her relationship with Frans. It was too soon for hee that he loved her, when Edward, who had been with her for months could not love her. maybe the woman felt insecure about her charm that was able to captivate Frans' heart.

Drett ... drett ....

The ringing of the smartphone on the nightstand next to the bed distracted, Viona immediately took the smartphone and saw that there was an incoming call from the person she was thinking about.

"Hello, Frans," said Viona when she was connected to the caller.

"Come out, I'm in front," Frans called from the phone.

Instantly Viona was startled and got out of bed, walking to the window. She saw Frans standing in front of the gate, leaning back on the car body.

"Why do you always come at night, Frans

.I'm not ready," Viona chuckles in annoyance as she stares from the window.

"I missed it and only had time to come now," said Frans languidly.

Viona sighed, trying to understand Frans' preoccupation with his responsibilities as a doctor. Her boyfriend sometimes works during the day, sometimes he gets night work too.

"Okay, I'll be out," he decided.

"Yes, honey, I'm waiting," Frans replied, sounding amusing.

Viona fixes her appearance for a while, polishing her face with light makeup, so it doesn't look too dull. she is lazy to change clothes, so she will still wear plain dark blue pajamas with a slightly open chest and let her long hair flow beautifully by attaching small hair clips to the top of her ears.

feeling ready, Viona immediately walked out of the room down the stairs, across the living room which looked deserted, really quiet, maybe Mia and the driver were also asleep. because after the divorce from Edward, the woman lived only with a maid and a driver, as well as a security guard. Sometimes her father came over to chat with her and spend the night.

Viona asked the security guard to open the gate, then she approached Frans who was smiling waiting for her. as usual, the man was still wearing a white medical coat, maybe he just got home from the hospital.

"Come with me for a moment," Frans called out while holding Viona's hand, then opened the car door.

"Where are we going, Frans, it's almost midnight?" Fiona asked.

"Looking for peace of mind," replied Frans as he looked at Viona, nodding his head as if convincingly.

"Well. but not too long, because I'm a bit sleepy." Finally, Viona agreed, she got in the car, and so did Frans.

Frans drove his car to the highway which was a bit far and still busy, occasionally he turned to glance at Viona who didn't look cute as usual. But the handsome doctor chose to remain silent, reluctant to ask what his lover was thinking.

Viona looked sadly at the roadside view of Jakarta. For some reason, since she accidentally met Edward, she became a bit sad again. Of course, because she had been trying so hard to forget, but she met again when he took Sarah to the obstetrics check-up. there was jealousy in her heart because she was not paid much attention during pregnancy and was left to check the womb on her own.

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Frans stopped his car at the edge of the bridge which was high and not very bright because there were only a few lights and not many vehicles passing by.

"Why stop there?" Fiona asked.

"Because we've arrived," Frans replied with a smile, then opened the car door, and so did Viona.

Frans walked towards the sturdy railing of the bridge, gazing at the view of the city of Jakarta which seemed bustling with the lights of vehicles or buildings. Viona also followed standing right next to him, she embraced her own body because of the night wind that made her feel cold.

"I know you're not calm, honey. because you usually sleep at this hour," said Frans as he turned to look at Viona who was looking ahead.

"I'm just thinking a lot," replied Viona lie.

"Are you dizzy because you still think about your ex-husband and still doubt my love?" asked France.

Viona glanced at Frans who seemed to know what was in her heart. "Do you have the ability to read people's minds, Frans?" She asked curiously.

"No," said Frans, "so, you still doubt my love?" Frans confirmed.

"I'm just still traumatized, Frans. My past love is too bad and I'm afraid it will happen again," Viona explained, looking back at the night view.

Frans turned to face Viona, then took her hand and pressed it to his chest. "Don't you feel my love is so sincere and pure for you even my heart beats faster every time I'm with you and my heart aches when I see you shackled to the past?"

"You love me so fast, Frans. Am I that attractive to you?" Fiona asked.

"Of course," Frans replied, then kissed the back of Viona's hand. "If I don't like and am attracted to you, I will stay away from you. Because I'm not a jerk who likes to put false hopes," he said seriously.

Viona looked down blushing at Frans' words. "I've never been loved this deeply, Frans. Sorry if I still doubt you," she whispered.

Frans drew closer to Viona, his strong fingers tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. "I'll turn your doubts into trust, honey. Let me prove my love by making you happy as my wife, I can't be away from you anymore, every moment, every minute, every second, I can't stop thinking about you."

"I'm afraid your family doesn't like me, Frans." Viona bowed because she was inferior to her status.

Frans sighed, then hugged Viona. "They will like you because I have told you a lot about you. They are eagerly awaiting our arrival in Switzerland," he said as he gently stroked Viona's hair.

Viona wrapped her arms around Frans' waist, buried her face into his chest, inhaling the scent of a perfume that wasn't too strong. She felt the warmth in the man's arms and began to feel comfortable again after being restless for a long time.

"I was nervous before facing your big family," Viona whispered.

Fran smiled faintly, then let go of his arm. "You won't feel nervous, because I will always be by your side," he said, putting his hands on Viona's shoulders.

"Okay, I will throw away this feeling of doubt and nervousness," replied Viona.

"It has to be because if you don't get rid of your doubts soon, I'll be sad for fear that you will not accept me as a husband."

"You are scared?" Viona confirmed.

Frances just nodded smugly.

"Scared of what?"

"Just so scared. I'll be ruined if you don't want to marry me."

"You are very spoiled and good at spitting sweet words." Viona smiled amusedly and pinched Frans's nose.

"It's okay, because sweet words are sincere to you, honey."

Viona blushed, even more, she looked away and looked back at the scene while feeling the night breeze which made her feel cool and peaceful, although it was a bit cold because her pajamas were too thin. Who would have thought that Frans would bring her here? until she doesn't wear warmer clothes.

Frans hugged Viona from behind, rested his head on her shoulder, then said. "I'm so comfortable with you, honey. Only a stupid man would want to waste you. And I promise to make you happy, not like the other men."

"I will remember your promise, if you don't keep it, then I will be hurt a second time," Viona replied as she turned to glance at Frans.

"I will always keep." Frans kissed Viona's lips, still hugging her from behind while feeling the cool night breeze