All Chapters of MY BOYFRIEND'S GRANDFATHER: YES DADDY SERIES: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Martha opened the door only a crack. “What are you here for again?” she asked, voice cold.Oliver faltered. He hadn’t expected that tone. “Don’t you miss me?” he tried, softer than he meant. “Yesterday was hell without you. I couldn’t think straight. Can we stop fighting and go back to how we were?”She folded her arms and leaned against the doorframe. “You blocked my number. You blocked me everywhere. You left me stranded because you were angry. I want someone who treats me right—someone who’s afraid to lose me, just like I’m afraid to lose him. Not this… tantrum routine, Oliver.”He tensed, then swallowed. “I was wrong.”He held out a bouquet. She didn’t take it. Her gaze stayed on his face, unreadable.“I’m really sorry,” he said, words tumbling. “I won’t make you feel unloved again. From today, I’ll be intentional. Dedicated. I’ll make you happy.”“I don’t like flowers,” Martha said.That threw him. Lara loved flowers. He’d always assumed… “What do you want?” he asked, genuinely l

Oliver wasn’t even sure when he’d started dialing Lara’s number—only that he’d called over and over, staring at the screen as it rang without end. Each time it went unanswered, a fresh wave of frustration washed over him.At last, he exhaled sharply, set the phone down beside him with a dull thud, and slumped back in defeat. A moment later, he picked it up again, checked the screen one more time as if something might have changed, then tossed it onto the passenger seat. He started the car and drove off, resignation simmering beneath his irritation.Lara, meanwhile, had no idea her phone was lighting up with missed calls. It lay forgotten in Jayden’s car, silent and still.She walked beside Jayden, their fingers intertwined, the two of them strolling down the street like any ordinary couple in love. She swung their joined hands lightly, a small, content smile playing on her lips as the evening breeze brushed against her skin. She felt so alive, so present, walking next to her handsome

Jayden was already annoyed by the aggressive way Oliver had approached him. He leaned back, his expression cold, and asked, “Why are you so interested in knowing?”Oliver clenched his jaw and glared at him before answering. “I’m just curious. Lara acted like I was her whole world when we were together, like she only had eyes for me. But the moment I ended things, barely a week later she’s in another man’s arms. It makes me think she was already cheating on me long before our relationship ended.”Jayden reclined further in his chair, laced his fingers together on the desk, and stared at Oliver. A sneer tugged at his lips. “You broke up with her. Why are you still bothered about what she does? Your ego is so big you can’t accept that she moved on easily after you left. You wanted her to be sad and miserable, to cry every day because you walked away. News flash: she found love again. She’s with me now. And I don’t appreciate you hovering around my girl.”Oliver slammed his fist on Jayden

The moment Oliver walked in, the office fell abruptly silent. His gossiping colleagues snapped their mouths shut and suddenly found reasons to look busy. Without a word, he headed straight for his office.When closing time finally came, he locked up in a hurry and stepped out, heart thudding with a strange mix of anxiety and anticipation.Then he saw her.Lara stood by the entrance, dressed in a red gown that fell just below her knees, the curve of her calves accentuated by elegant heels. Her hair was styled, framing her face beautifully. She wasn’t wearing her glasses. The sloppy, unassuming nerd he used to know was gone. In her place was a woman who moved with quiet confidence, her femininity unmistakably on display.Oliver’s jaw tightened. His fists clenched at his sides.“Lara,” he called.She turned, brows lifting slightly, curiosity in her eyes as she wondered why he had stopped her.He drew in a breath, bitterness curling his lip into a sneer. “Were you pretending the whole tim

Oliver opened and closed his mouth, at a loss for words. Something about the situation just felt wrong. Finally he managed, “You shouldn’t have given him your number. That isn’t cool with me.”Martha stomped her foot in frustration. “Are we leaving or not?”Oliver clenched his jaw, unhappy. Watching Martha flirt with another man made him feel awful, but he had no idea how to express it. Instead, he forced himself to bottle it up.“I don’t think you’re ready to leave,” Martha said coldly. She turned around and started walking away.Oliver didn’t try to stop her with words. Instead, he walked to his own car, got in, and drove slowly alongside her. When he pulled up close, he rolled down the window and said, “Get in.”Martha didn’t even slow her pace. “You have to get out of the car and apologize to me before I’ll get in. If you don’t, I’m not entering your car.”Oliver stared at her in disbelief. “You mean what you just said?”She didn’t answer. She just kept walking, even faster this t