Love Mr. Casanova

Charla's Story

"Until the end, one morning she gave me a surprise that she was pregnant! I was so happy, that our tears just spilled. It was the first time my happiness felt complete and perfect. Whatever he wants I'm trying to make. But baby, she's not a demanding woman. He just wants me to be loyal to him! that day and forever!"

Yocelyn's tears rolled back, followed by Devan's tears. Considering he was the one who contributed to never let down Charla's feelings, even though he had previously made peace.

"When she was seven months pregnant, she wanted to go and give birth in this city, London!" darren's tears grew louder in light of that time.

"It is with great pleasure that I bring him here, without the slightest premonition. He took me to his college in Oxford. He told me a lot about when he was in college. He said he was in love with an older brother. But she doesn't want to believe in love, because of her family's dark past. They only established closeness and relationship without status for years."

Devan again shed his tears, because he realized he was the man he meant.

"Three days we were in Oxford, we went to this city. We lived in her apartment while she was still here! We spend time together and work online, because most of our work is in Switzerland."

"For the two months leading up to Little Charla's birth, we spent it touring the city. He invited me to his favorite places in London. Including the campus where she continued her interrupted studies at Oxford, Demi was able to follow the men she loved back then."

Devan's tears came back. Given that time, Charla was willing to do anything to get close to him.

"He also took me to an apartment building, he said the man he loved used to live in that apartment! but the man is now married, and may already have children. He also said that the wife of the man he loved had lost her fetus because she met him. He is still guilty of that. He was eager to meet them and return begging for mercy! and make sure they have a replacement."

The eyes of the three people were increasingly filled with clear liquid. Even Yocelyn to the sniffle - sedu.

"But his guts were too faint to reappear in front of them. Although I tried to help convince her, she chose to leave the apartment. Until we finally got back to our apartment."

"Until one day, due to important work affairs, I left him in the apartment alone. I met at one of the hotels with my client who was here. During the meeting there was not a single message or a single call from him. I think everything's fine." Darren rubbed his tears that flooded his cheeks.

"Who would have thought, when I came back and looked for her, I only heard the sound of a baby crying from the direction of our room. My mind was screwed up right then and there. And it was getting crushed when I found him lying on the floor of the room covered in blood. And not far from her little Charla cried on the floor with the umbilical cord still in the birth canal." Darren's tears are getting more and more immeasurably heavy.

"De. with my limitations, I lifted little Charla and coated her with a blanket. Sa. hah. I called the hospital and immediately, the nearest ambulance and doctor came."

The stammering sound of Darren's lips further made Yocelyn as happy as she hugged her husband tightly.

"When he was taken to the hospital, he was still breathing despite being weak. But after two days in the hospital ..." Darren sighed, as if he could no longer tell a story. "She.he... hiks! he left us! leave us both!" Darren's tears are getting worse. Regrets that have not even disappeared, grow back with a lot.

Followed by Yocelyn who is as much as she likes in Devan's neck. So did Devan who wiped his tears several times.

"I remember, he once said, if our daughter would he give her the same name. By adding Little's word in front of him. I used the name Little Charla Caroline for my daughter. I will always remember it!"

Devan also remembers that, he wanted to give Ivander the same name as him. Because he used to discuss it with Charla, just a joke at that time. But who would have thought Charla made that joke.

"Little Charla grew up without a mother. Without the love of a mother. He was born in a horrible way. There's no help. To this day, that regret has not disappeared from my life. I will remember all my age."

"And I was more and more sorry, why did I obey him, so as not to rent PRT for the apartment. I am so sorry I lost my wife! She was the only woman who would accept my flaws!" darren continued still with his tears.

"What are the shortcomings, sir? doesn't the Master look perfect?" devan asked after wiping away her tears.

Namu finally, Darren lowered his left hand. Devan and Yocelyn's eyes followed the direction of the hand.

Tuk tuk tuk!

Darren hit the calf area of his left leg. But who would have thought, the sound of tuk tuk out from there. What marks his left leg is a prosthetic leg.

Jocelyn cried again. Given how sincerely Charla loved her husband's shortcomings.

Devan did not escape the tears that pooled in his eyes. No words could come out of his lips for now.

Regret not finding out anything about Charla since the girl decided to leave London. Devan's eyes looked blank, with his hands still holding his wife's waist still crying as much as he could in his arms.

"She is a sincere girl. Even though I don't know if since childhood she was a sincere girl or not. He is very sincere in loving me!" darren continued, wiping his tears.

"She was indeed a sincere girl from the beginning I knew her a dozen years ago!" sahut Devan, still blankly looking forward.

Darren turned to Devan, his eyes tracing every inch of Devan's handsome face. A moment later Darren asked a question.

"Sorry, are you guys Devan and Yocelyn?" asked Darren doubtfully.

Devan and Yocelyn gasped in shock. The two looked at Darren with question marks.

"Yes!" devan lirih replied.

Darren slightly raised a faint smile on his lips. There was a feeling of relief that permeated his heart.

"Actually, until now, I did not return to Switzerland because I wanted to meet you" Darren said. "A few times little Charla and I went to your apartment, but the apartment said, You don't live in that apartment anymore! And they refuse to give you any information on where you live!"

"What's up?" ask Devan.

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**saddened, right? 🥺**