Charmed by the Billionaire CEO
Chapter 195: You have my words

Chapter 195: You have my words

Dante’s room

It had been five hours since Grace has been sleeping. After Tristan left, Dante took his place and sat next to Grace’s bed, watching her the entire time. He didn’t realize when he fell asleep on the chair only to get woken up by her weak voice.

"Dad..." there was a glint of sadness with the way she called him this time.

Slowly opening his drowsy sleepy eyes, Dante looked at Grace who was finally awake. She had her eyes fixed on him. A thousand emotions lurking in them.

He knew it was time to confront her without holding back. He opened his mouth to speak but she cut in," Isn’t there no chance?" she felt her heart heavy as she recalled the words he said.

Dante could no longer look at her face as he felt guilty for hiding such a huge thing from her. He knew he was at fault for being a coward in order not hurting Grace. He forgot, one day she was eventually going to find it but still, his selfish side chose the latter.

Lowering his head, he joined his palm rubbing them nervously, and answered, "Very less"

His words felt like a stab in her heart but she kept her calm. She knew Dante was trying his best not to break down and she didn’t want him to feel bad for watching her cry.

Pulling away the duvet, Grace carefully climbed down the bed and kneeled in front of him. She held his trembling hands in her before taking a deep breath and said," You won’t leave us, dad. I won’t let you go not after I finally learned how much I missed you having in my life"

Her words broke him into tears and he cried covering his face. Dante was a man with strong willpower. The last he cried was when he lost his wife Sera.

That was the first time, he broke down isolating himself inside his room for days. He was so unfortunate that he couldn’t even see her.

Finding her father cry hysterically Grace couldn’t hold herself longer. Standing up she hugged him tightly and let her tears stream down her eyes. They both release their emotions without holding back.

After some time passed they both calmed down. Grace helped him calm and so did she. She knew her father was weak at this moment and stressing so much would affect his health which did she want to happen.

Passing him a glass of water, she helped him relax. Once she saw he was normal her heart calmed down too.

"You can’t lose hope, dad. There must be a way to cure you" Grace didn’t want to lose any hope that would help her father extend his life. She would ask Taylor and Matt to find a way that would prolong his life.

She won’t let her father lose hope when she could see how badly he wanted to live.

****

Study room

Tristan sat in front of Trevor and Taylor with this enigmatic face, that left both parties clueless.

After checking Grace, Taylor left the house when on his way he received a call from Matt informing him about the operation opting thing.

He explained to him everything with the pros and cons of the situation. Though he wasn’t sure whether they would be successful or not but still he wanted to let him know about it. Since they both have been working on Dante’s condition Taylor was confident enough with Matt’s suggestion. And that’s what they both dictated to Tristan.

When the silence inside the room started bothering them, Taylor finally opened his mouth to speak," I know it’s kind of difficult to come to the conclusion, but at least we can propose it to him"

"I think Taylor is right. Dante needs to know about it" Trevor agreed to Taylor’s words.

Tristan had been pondering his thoughts on Ashley’s words. Though he didn’t answer her back, he knew that no one will be able to see him die in front of them.

The pain he would be going through would kill them mentally. And the thought itself was chilling.

Watching his enemy dying in front of him wasn’t a big deal but, watching his family member go through immeasurable pain was hard to look at.

Closing his eyes Tristan heaved out a sigh and asked," But what if we lose him in that process? You said his body is weak at this moment. Then how can you be so confident that he would hold on till the end"

Tristan knew he was doubting both Matt’s and Taylor’s skills but he wanted an assurance that they would do everything to make it work.

Taylor smiled making Tristan frown. Was it time to smile? They were in the middle of a serious discussion and this old man was smiling.

"Yes, I told you that Dante’s body is weak at the moment but if we prepare him mentally, he would be determined to fight back"

"What do you mean?" he asked deepening his frown.

"If he is willing to stay alive, then he would handle everything but if... he himself doesn’t want to live then there won’t be any need to take a step ahead"

Taylor was a doctor and knew many people give up when they can handle the pain their body faced during surgery. But if a determined mind controls their body then they fight every odd to get through it even if it’s difficult sometimes"

The crease on Tristan’s forehead was clear when Taylor’s words finally started making sense. The confidence in his words gave him the assurance he wanted and then his eyes averted from Taylor to Trevor who also gave him a nod.

Taylor had never lost any case and was even capable of reviving a lost case. But then will Dante ever agree to the surgery?

"But will grandpa agree," Tristan asked.

"Yes he will"

The three pairs of eyes looked in the direction of the door where Grace stood staring at them back. She heard their conversation before she entered in.

After talking with Dante she went on looking for Tristan when she learned that he was in his study along with Trevor and Taylor. She had somewhat guessed what they would be discussing, so without wasting a second she marched to the study area and reached the door listening to every word they spoke.

Nobody was expecting Grace to come and stand in front of them. She fainted just a few hours ago and now she was here listening to their conversation as if nothing happened.

Trevor quickly rushed to her said wrapping his arm around her shoulder and asked in concern," Honey...you shouldn’t be here. Come let’s go in our room"

"Don’t treat me like a kid Trevor" she glared at him and slowly removed his hand from her shoulder and walked ahead.

Trevor could sense the strangeness in her attitude towards him when suddenly he realized.

’Damn...’ now he understood why she was acting this way.

Helpless, he walked and stood next to her, but didn’t dare to speak a word and just kept silent.

"I will convince dad for the surgery," she said looking at Tristan and then averted her gaze at Taylor," But you have to save him at any cost," she said firmly.

Taylor nod his head with a proud smile and said," You have my words, Grace. Your father will win this battle and it’s my promise"

Taylor never liked losing and he was confident enough that even this time he would conquer Dante’s case.

After everything was settled, Grace and Trevor walked back to their room. Grace didn’t speak a word to him letting him feel guilty for keep her in dark.

She never thought Trevor would come to hide Dante’s illness for her. She couldn’t get upset with her father knowing his reasons but what about Trevor, she didn’t expect him to be this insensible.

"Honey, don’t walk this fast. You are still weak" Trevor tried to touch her but she jerked his hand away.

"I am fine. You don’t have to worry" she ignored him and entered the room. All this time she didn’t turn back and kept walking ahead avoiding Trevor.

Once they were inside the room, Trevor forcefully made her stop by holding her wrist," Grace I know I did a mistake but... you can’t ignore me like this"

Trevor couldn’t take her silence and directly confronted her. Back then he didn’t think of the consequence but now, he couldn’t see her avoid him.

Grace tried her best not to melt into his soft words but when he walked around standing in front of her with his hand still holding her wrist, she could stop from looking at him.

"I so want to smack that face of yours, Trevor. Don’t you know how unfair it was to keep me in the dark all this time" Grace didn’t want to cry but she couldn’t hold back.

Finding her tearing up, Trevor pulled her into his embrace kissing the top of her head, and let her cry in his arm.