Love Mr. Casanova

Charla's Tomb

"Do you really forgive my wife?" asked Darren doubtfully.

"Of course, Mr. Darren!" devan and Yocelyn answered simultaneously.

"My wife felt guilty as long as she was in Switzerland! if you're really forgiving him, I'm sure he's calm there." continued Darren staring at the sky of London.

"If you may know where Charla was buried?" ask Yocelyn.

"Gate!" answer Darren.

"Can we visit him?" ask Devan.

"Of course you can, sir!" darren replied quickly. "She will be very happy to be visited by you!" darren continued with sparkling eyes. "Your presence at his grave is something I have dreamed of for the past six months! because that's the only thing I can still work for him!"

"When can we visit his grave, sir?" ask Devan again.

"When you please!"

"How now?" ask Yocelyn.

"Can!" darren replied quickly.

Finally, the babies were brought home by their baby sitters, each picked up by a driver. While Yocelyn and Devan use their own car to follow Darren's car to Charla's burial place.

Along the way, Yocelyn's tears continued to wash over her cheeks. There was a sense of regret for hating Charla back then. But how else, the hormones of pregnant women that encourage all that happens.

Occasionally Devan's hand clasping and rubbing his wife's hand also wiped away Jocelyn's tears. Devan must be stronger than his wife.

The tears on her cheeks had dried up. But eternal, feelings of unexpected and guilty continue to linger in Devan's heart.

Devan stopped his car right next to Darren's. Although Darren's legs are deformed, Darren can still drive his own car. They came out, and walked toward the entrance of the cemetery.

"Come, Mr. Devan!" darren told Devan and Yocelyn.

Devan nodded, then the two of them followed Darren's footsteps closer to Charla's burial area. Darren uses a stick in his right hand, which he doesn't always carry. Only when he would walk away would he carry the stick.

Darren's footsteps haven't stopped, but Yocelyn, who had been hugging Devan's arm, had read a name on a tombstone familiar to her, CHARLA CAROLINE.

Tears that had stopped came back. This time he really believed that Charla was really gone. Devan brings Yocelyn into the deck. The black glasses Devan wears, making his eyes invisible if he is sad.

Darren stops following Devan and Yocelyn. Darren sat next to Charla's tombstone. Darren is a little hard to sit down. But he kept trying to do that.

"My dear, Charla, look! who's coming?" darren said he tried to smile, as if he were talking to a living Charla. "I brought the last people you wanted to meet. They're here, baby! God has brought us together in a unique way. Their son is approaching our daughter! God is so good, baby!" a drop of Darren's tears came back.

Devan invited his wife to sit down next to Charla's other tomb. With a slightly trembling hand, Devan touched his white fingers on the tombstone bearing a name he was very familiar with.

Devan's hands slowly fumbled, the name and date of death listed there. Exactly six months ago. Devan's heart again felt a sigh that was difficult to understand. Clearly, deep sadness still lingers there.

Charla's? if you want to see us, why don't you come? You even know where our mansion is!

The events at the time mall aren't entirely your fault, Charla.

And again, we have a replacement.

Adorable little baby, whom we love so much.

Charla, we completely forgot about the incident, even though we will never forget our missing child.

Peace you there.

I'll never forget you, Charla! I'll consider your son as our son too!

Devan said in his heart.

Devan rubbed the puddle of water in his eye. It is not good until the tears fall on Charla's grave.

While Yocelyn's hand in the end felt the tombstone. A piece of a name he hated when the name was still alive.

Charla, I'm sorry I ever hated you. Especially when I was pregnant, my sensitive nature was so dominant.

I can't believe my husband has changed him.

But really Charla, I've wanted to be friends with you since we made peace. I really want to turn my rivals into friends.

Again I'm sorry, Charla.

And I'll never forget, if there's your blood in me, Charla.

Charla's? are you angry, if I'm going to think of Little Charla as my daughter too?

I hope you're not angry.

Even if your daughter does eventually return to Switzerland, I hope we'll be able to meet someday.

Rest easy, Charla. We're always with you.

Yocelyn said in her heart.

Yocelyn's tears almost trickled down, but Yocelyn quickly wiped them away.

The funeral session lasted about 40 minutes. A little drama of deep sadness happened there.

After that, they walked together again. This time Devan walked in the middle. Charla on her left side hugged her arm, and Darren on her right side was one inch away from Devan's arm.

"Is Mr Darren going back to Switzerland?" ask Devan.

"Yes, Sir! because our business center is there"

"Little Charla's coming?"

"Of course, sir! he's the fondest memory of my late wife."

"Is there no desire for you to settle in London?"

"Actually I really want to, sir. Remembering my beloved wife's meal is here. But the company in Switzerland needs me too. Not to mention for a while I had to help Opa Charla cope with her company. At least until his second grandson was 17 years old. So for a while maybe I'll just pay an occasional visit to this town."

Devan looked understanding. "What age is he now?"

"Now he's 15."

Devan nodded slowly. "If one day Mr. Darren has any intention of settling in England, if you will, we can establish cooperation here!"

"Well! thank you, Sir! the offer of an FG corp leader is really very tempting! It's rare for a small business person like me!"

"ah! your business is big too!" sahut Devan made Darren a man his age smile.

"I only have a small business here, Sir!" darren. "I just started eight months ago."

"Looks like the soul of your business is amazing huh, sir?"

"Just like Mr. Devan!"

Both are smiling little.

"What if we just talk formal? talking using the word Master seems too formal to say outside of work" Devan said.

"Emm. You can!" Darren glanced at Devan beside him. "Darren" said Darren extending his hand to Devan.

"Devan!" devan answered welcoming Darren's hand.

They left the cemetery in their own cars. They had previously exchanged mobile numbers.

Darren also promised to invite Little Charla to play at Devan's mansion before they returned to Switzerland.

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**Reader: Why was Charla made deceased**?

**Othor: Unlike the story of Alexander and Rakha, where rivals were forcibly banished, hehe ️**

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