Devan grabbed Anna's arm again and forced her to sit down.
"I'm serious, why did you change the subject and want to leave?"
"Is it true?" he added again, his breath faintly ragged.
"What? I'm just joking, don't take it too seriously," replied Anna, smiling awkwardly.
Hearing this, Devan then let go of Anna's hand slowly. "Your jokes aren't funny at all Anna."
"I know."
"So, since when did you marry Brian?" asked Devan again feeling a little curious.
"I forgot," Anna replied curtly, making the eyebrows of the man in front of her knit together in confusion.
"Besides, why do you ask like that, there's no point in knowing it," Anna added again.
"A-ah, I'm sorry if I ask too much," said Devan.
Anna nodded in agreent. "You know where my cell phone is?" asked Anna changing the subject.
"Your cell phone?" Devan repeated then got up from his position, opened the nightstand drawer, and took out a flat-shaped object from inside it.
"Here," he said as he held it out to Anna.
"I've filled it with a new sim card," he added again.
"Is that true?" Anna responded enthusiastically as if their discussion just now was nothing.
"Erm, use it and don't delete my number from there again," Devan replied.
Anna ignored the man's words again, she imdiately entered Naila's contact which is still vivid in her mory, as well as the address where her son and the girl live. Afraid that at any ti she would forget.
"Where are you going?" asked Anna getting up from her seat when she saw Devan leaving the room.
"You stay here, I'm not going anywhere," Devan replied before disappearing behind the door.
Hearing that, Anna sat back down, leaning her body relaxed on the sofa. Trying to relax her body as much as possible.
Only a few seconds later and Devan ca back into the room with a glass of water.
"This is for you, have a drink," said Devan placing the object in his hand on the small table that was right in front of Anna.
"For ?"
"Didn't you say you were very thirsty before?"
"Ah yes, I'm thirsty," Anna stuttered and imdiately grabbed the glass and gulped down its contents.
"Take it slow, you'll choke."
Anna nodded hearing that "Thank you," she said, putting the glass back on the table.
"What do you want to eat?" asked Devan.
"It's past lunch, you must be very hungry," he added.
Anna shook her head, "I'm not hungry," Anna replied at the sa ti, maybe because of what had just happened that she didn't feel hungry at all.
Devan who heard Anna's answer just sighed harshly, "Okay," he replied, then reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out his cellphone from there. He said that doesn't an he won't do food ordered. Devan did it anyway, and maybe forced her to finish it off?
Even though Devan seems fine now, but to be honest that since earlier the man's focus has been disturbed even now he can't even guess what he is feeling. All because of the jokes said by Anna.
He didn't know why Devan keeps thinking, even though Anna has said that she was just joking. It's just too bad, it seems his feelings and thoughts refuse to believe it.
"What are you thinking?" Anna asked suddenly breaking Devan's daydream.
"Ah it's okay, I was just thinking about office work," Devan replied.
"Then you rest, I'll go to the workroom first. If you need anything, you can call ," the man added again and then turned to leave the room.
"Wait!" said Anna and manage to stop Devan's steps.
"Hmm?"
"When are you going to drop off? It's getting late," said Anna wanting to make sure.
"With your condition like this?" Devan replied looking at Anna from top to toe.
"W-what did you see?" Anna stuttered when she saw Devan's gaze like that.
"You're not afraid of your son asking about the wounds on your body? And where are you going anyway?" asked Devan, he was very curious where the woman would go after her husband ca looking for her.
"You ran away from ho. Then where is your son? You're not going back to that man's house, right? If so, then it's a waste of my efforts to protect you here," he added again saying a little complaining.
"O-oh yeah. I don't do it. I will go to my friend's house. There is my son waiting for ," replied Anna looking very awkward.
"Okay," replied Devan imdiately turning around and leaving the room without waiting for a response from the woman.
Right after Devan disappeared from his sight, Anna let out a shaky breath.
To be honest, she found her relationship with him very strange at the mont. Anna and Devan are just friends, only forr subordinates and superiors, only acquaintances, but the way that man treats her is very good, always giving her more attention, a treatnt that she can't get from anyone in this world.
When she was thinking about it, that guy already has Byanca, why is he still treating other people this way? He didn't even hesitate to kiss and tease her.
Just thinking about it, Anna's face heated up a little, blushing again without her noticing.
Plakk...
Anna slapped herself "What are you thinking, idiot?" her monologue.
"Watch yourself, Anna, he's getting married soon."
"Don't let you ruin other people's relationships any further than this."
"You should give up, and get as far away as possible instead of staying in this guy's room."
"What are you waiting for?"
"What are you doing staying here?" Anna whispered who kept talking to herself. Also leaned her head on the back of the sofa while steadying the ceiling of the room.
Being in that position for a few minutes, Anna didn't move an inch.
Lifting her palm, her eyes fell on Byanca's forr heels just a mont ago.
It seems that Devan's words are right, she must wait for all her scars to disappear before eting Dave. She didn't want Naila and her son to worry about her, especially with the girl.
Naila would bombard her with any questions.
"Dave, you have to be patient, I will co soon," she mumbled then grabbed her phone, she wanted to call Naila and say that it looks like she will co in a few days.
Until a few monts passed, Anna felt hungry, her stomach began to ring asking to be filled, looked at the clock displayed on her cellphone screen, it was now three minutes past three.
Slowly, she rose from her position, out of the room, and walked towards the kitchen on the first floor.
However, her steps stopped when her gaze t Devan's right after she set foot downstairs. On one of his hands, there are several boxes of food.
"Hungry?" Asked Devan while swinging the box in his hand.
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