All Chapters of CEO's Love in Trap: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

“Dear God, please give this servant of Yours courage. I hope I can pass this challenge safely,” Julian whispered, closing his hands and eyes. Seeing the man's behavior, a husband and wife secretly smiled. "How long are you going to pray? Mia is tired of waiting," Max said while maintaining his relaxed pose on the bench. He was comfortable embracing his wife who was holding their son. "That's right, Julian. Come in. God must have heard your prayers. If you're scared, just hold Mia's hand,” Gabriella said while accompanying Cayden to play with the new teddy. The baby no longer cared about his uncle. Hearing the advice of the sister-in-law, Julian opened his eyes. “Do you think Mia will allow me to hold her hand?” he whispered before glancing at the girl waiting near the entrance. "Just ask her," Gabriella said lightly. After a sigh, the CEO finally clapped his hands and nodded. "Okay! I will deal with it now. Pray for me!" he exc

With a stiff blink, Mia glanced at Julian who was sitting across from her. The man was observing the scenery outside the window. His hands clasped together on the lap, doing nothing meaningful. However, the girl felt that she was being threatened. “Tsk, how come I can be in such a narrow space together with Mr. Julian?” thought the secretary, taking in a very heavy breath. "What should we do now?" Suddenly, the man turned away from the window. In just an instant, Mia was wide-eyed and turned her head in a different direction. "Ah, why am I being so awkward?" the girl regretted, trying to keep her straight face. "Woah! We haven't reached the peak. However, the view is already amazing,” Julian said with a bright smile. Instead of responding warmly, Mia straightened her back which was as stiff as her face. "It will be more beautiful if you see it when the sun is still shining," the girl implied, trying to remove the awkwardness. "Is that

“This is my heart, Sir. Only I know how it feels," Mia said firmly. "But you can't hide it from me, Mia," Julian sighed with a fixed gaze. While holding the secretary's shoulders, he clenched his jaw. "Now tell me the truth. Why did you hide the fact that I did that to you?” After a moment of silence, the girl replied, "I don't want to make my parents sad and disappointed." "Is that so?" the man inquired while painting doubt through the arch of his brow. “Then, two years ago, why didn't you slap me too? You act like nothing happened in that elevator.” “That's because I don't want to bring up the past, Sir. After all, at that time, you were pressed. As we've already discussed, I was the closest way out. So, I accept it.” Hearing the reason that seemed made up, Julian snorted. “What about two minutes? Why did you pause for a moment, before deciding to push me? Isn't it because your heart is not willing to reject me?" Receiving such a que

Mia stood with her suitcase by the lobby door. Every now and then, she glanced sideways at Julian who was busy with his cell phone. Even though the man was aware that the girl was secretly watching him, he remained unmoved. “What exactly did Mr. Herbert say?” Mia thought before straightening her sight and letting out a faint sigh. It had been five days since the girl had questioned it. Julian's change in attitude was a big conundrum to her. However, until they went on a business trip to another city, the answer had not yet come. There was absolutely no hint of a man who only talked about work. In the midst of endless contemplation, a car stopped in front of them. Without saying a word, the CEO tucked his cell phone into the pocket. A second later, he rushed into the passenger seat, letting the hotel servant put his suitcase in the back trunk. "Is this our car?" Mia asked spontaneously when the servant asked for her luggage. "Yes, Miss," the un

“Please come in, Mia. This is our humble home. Even though it's small, it's full of peace,” Greta said as she took the suitcase from the special guest's hand. Receiving such a warm welcome, the secretary's lips grew wider. "Thanks, Greta," she said awkwardly. The girl was still waiting for the right moment to confess—maybe, after meeting other family members. “In this house, I live with my husband, Jack. But he's dealing with horse manure. So I told him to meet you guys later. Our children are currently studying in another city. They only come home on vacation. So, you can use their room,” the host explained without stuttering. It was clear that her thin lips were indeed fond of talking. “Then, where is Grandpa?” Julian asked, raising an eyebrow. In an instant, the woman raised her index finger. "That's what I want to explain in more detail. Before meeting my father, you should know his condition. Julian may have understood from my explanation via ema