Lahat ng Kabanata ng CEO's Love in Trap: Kabanata 341 - Kabanata 350

"Visiting you is not in vain, Grandpa. Actually, my time feels much more valuable when I'm by your side," Julian said while rubbing Mr. Hunt's drooping shoulder.However, instead of being consoled, the old man waved his hand. It was clear that he did not agree with the grandson's statement.“The journey from your house to here is very time consuming, Julian. You can do more important things with that thousands seconds. Taking care of pending work, hanging out with friends, and even having a picnic in the park near your house. Coming here too often will only waste your weekends,” the old man argued in a hoarse, slashing voice.Once again, Julian confirmed the movement of his head. He wanted to show that his words were not mere small talk, but sincere from the bottom of his heart.“You know what, Grandpa? Someone recently gave me a precious advice. He said that I was very lucky to have a grandfather as great as you. Because of that, I don'

“Now after listening to your love story …, the image of your grandmother becomes clearer in my brain. It makes me miss her even more,” Mr. Hunt said before swallowing a very bitter spit."I'd love to see your grandmother again, Julian. Kiss her gently and hug her warmly," the grandfather sighed as he raised his wrinkled fingers and dropped the gaze there. After one miserable breath, the old man tried to touch the air. "If only these hands could still caress her face, my happiness would be perfect."Not knowing what to say, Julian blinked, holding back tears. With an awkward move, he gave a light pat on the back that looked so lonely."Do you know that your grandmother was a very cheerful person? If you think that Greta inherited my character, then you are wrong. The twinkle in her eyes, her big smile, her excited tone of voice …everything that exudes joy from your auntie is exactly like her mother.”While trying to lift the

"Do you think Grace would be surprised if we took her there?" Julian whispered as he remembered his daughter's sleeping face."I don’t think so. We've already taken her to visit your father's grave. Do you remember her response that day?” Mia said while glancing with small curved lips.Putting on the similar expression, the man nodded. "Yes. It’s still hard to believe that Grace wanted to get out of the carrier.""Perhaps, she could feel Dad's affection for her. That's why, Little Princess whined to touch her grandfather," Mia stated with a shrug. The drowsiness had pushed her imagination beyond the limit.Feeling excited by the thought of his wife, Julian spontaneously kissed the woman's head gently. "Let's see if tomorrow Grace can also feel the affection of her great-grandmother."“Yeah,” Mia nodded before chuckling and hugging her husband tighter.***“Good morning, Mia, Greta. Do you know where

Carefully, Mr. Hunt wiped his great-granddaughter's cheek. Grace's red eyes no longer shed sadness. However, the old man still felt guilty for making the baby cry. "I'm sorry, Grace. I should have walked more calmly so you wouldn't wake up," he whispered in between his ragged breaths. After her face had been dry, Grace rested her head on Mister Hunt's shoulder. Blinking slowly, she pursed her lips. The furrow of her tiny brows indicated that she still wanted to roll up in the blanket on the crib. The baby wondered why she was with her great-grandfather, sitting on a long bench at the edge of a path. “When I was young, I only need fifteen minutes to arrive at your great-grandmother's grave. But now, why does it feel so long and tiring?” Mr. Hunt grumbled as he wiped his forehead with one hand. After one quick breath, the old man stood up again and held Grace in his languid arms. Although the baby was a bit heavy, his lips still curled up warmly.

"Sorry, Julian. I took Grace to see your grandmother for a while. Now, I intend to take her home. We're not wandering around or straying like you said," Mister Hunt explained with an indescribable expression. Even so, his hoarse voice was able to touch the hearts of the listeners, apart from his grandson. "But the way home is over there, Grandpa!" Julian snapped, still with eyebrows raised to the max. The young man didn't feel sorry at all for the hunched back that was getting weighed down by guilt. "I really can’t understand what’s on your mind. Don't you realize that your recklessness can lead to trouble? Didn't we agree to go together? Why did you secretly take Grace away?” he continued, thickening the wrinkles on his grandfather's forehead. Sensing her father's anger, Little Princess began to furrow her brows. The baby had never heard such a loud voice. When her eyes fell on Mr. Hunt's gloomy face, she spontaneously pouted. A second later, her heavy cry b