บททั้งหมดของ MY BOYFRIEND'S GRANDFATHER: YES DADDY SERIES: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Winchester’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Should I accompany you?” he asked carefully.Christy hesitated for a full minute, weighing her options. Finally, she said, voice tight with nerves, “I don’t know how it will turn out. I’m worried it might go badly. Can you meet them the day after tomorrow? It’ll be better if we show up at my place after I’ve told them about us.”Winchester nodded, reassured. “I’ll follow your lead. I’ll call off those bodyguards at your door tomorrow.”After a few more words, Christy ended the call.He had barely set his phone on the coffee table when it began to ring again. He glanced at the screen, surprise creasing his features.He answered, “Richard, it’s bedtime.”Richard’s teasing voice crackled over the speaker. “Old man, don’t you want to hear about your grandson’s latest performance?”Winchester smiled. “Go on.”“I knew you wouldn’t hang up if I mentioned him,” Richard said, amused. Then, with a sigh: “How can he rack up those stunning wins in bus

Winchester nodded in understanding. After some time, he bade them goodbye and left the house with Christy. As they walked toward his parked car, Christy grew more anxious to speak.“I’m sorry,” she said softly, sounding nervous.Winchester turned to her and assured her, “There’s no need to apologize. It isn’t your fault. We just need to convince your parents about us—they seem uncomfortable with us being together.”Christy let out a weak sigh. She had known her father would be difficult, but not this difficult.“My mom agreed to talk to my dad on our behalf. I’m hoping she succeeds,” Christy replied.Winchester leaned in and pecked her cheek. “Don’t hesitate to call me if you need me there,” he said.Christy watched him get into his car and waved as he drove off. She took a deep breath and walked back toward the house.At the door, she paused. She inhaled sharply, exhaled, then reached for the doorknob and turned it. When she stepped inside, both her father and mother looked up at her

Although Franklin bristled at the chilly reception from the Christy family, he clenched his jaw and spoke anyway—the reason he’d come uninvited.“I don’t know if you’re aware,” he began, “but your daughter is dating someone old enough to be her grandfather—”“Thanks to you,” Christy’s mother cut in. “If not for you, that wouldn’t have happened.”Christy’s father added, “Are you here to mock us or to see our reaction?”Franklin’s jaw tightened. He hated being blamed for Christy’s choices. “I don’t want Christy with anyone else—least of all my grandfather. Do you know how humiliating that is?”Both parents went still, stunned into silence for a full minute. Christy had never told them that.Christy’s mother asked carefully, “What did you just say?”Feeling worse for having to repeat it, Franklin forced the words out. “Christy is dating my grandfather—Winchester. He’s my grandfather.”Christy’s father’s brows knit. None of this sat well with him. “Kid, you’re not lying about our daughter

When Franklin heard what Richard said, his jaw tightened and his face hardened with anger. He sneered. “When did I ever tell you I broke up with Karen?”Richard slipped a hand into his pocket and, with a playful smile, said, “Karen is a queen. She’s not just beautiful—she’s emotionally available, understanding, and hardworking. She has everything I want in a woman. Choose between her and Christy. I’m recording.”He raised his phone toward Franklin. Franklin’s chest tightened. “Fuck off,” he snapped, yanking Karen along as he strode away.Richard didn’t bother pursuing. He cupped a hand to his mouth and called after them, “Karen, think about my proposal! I’m a million times better than Franklin. I’ll give you my heart, my undivided attention—and the world. I’ll buy you the moon, girl!”Franklin walked even faster at the sound of Richard’s voice. He and Karen stepped into the elevator and descended. Once Richard was out of sight, Franklin released her hand. Frustration creased his face.

Allison listened to the gateman’s message. Though she ached to go inside and see Yukon, she forced a small smile and said, “Please let him know I’ll be waiting in my car.”The gateman stared, surprised, as she returned to her car, closed the door, and settled in to wait—just as she’d promised. He shook his head, glanced back at the house with a sigh and a hint of pity for her, then turned and went inside.In the kitchen, Yukon had an arm hooked around Edna’s waist, pressing a kiss to her neck. “I can’t wait to taste your cooking,” he murmured, “and a little taste of you later.”Edna chuckled. “If you’d quit distracting me, I’d be done already.”“Sir,” the gateman said, appearing in the doorway and breaking the moment.Yukon didn’t need to ask why he was there. He released Edna, gave her a brazen squeeze and a playful smack, then swaggered out with the gateman. He dropped onto a couch, bit into a piece of fruit, and said, lazy and cool, “Speak.”The gateman relayed Allison’s message. T