Chapter 642

Oliver appeared in Grace's line of sight, wearing a warm smile. Grace, who had been quietly chatting with James, paused mid-conversation as her eyes landed on her husband, her lips curving into a delighted smile. Unable to shout in the library, she whispered, "Darling!" Without a second thought, she sidestepped James and hurried toward Oliver quickly. Oliver opened his arms wide, catching his petite wife as she rushed into his embrace. As he held her close, his hand gently patting her back, his voice tender and full of affection. "Miss me after just one morning apart?" Grace nodded, her voice warm. "I did." Mindful of their public setting, Oliver simply placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head. "Are you hungry?" "I'm starving!" Grace replied. Oliver glanced at the sleeping father-daughter duo with his arm around her shoulders. "How long have Dad and Hazel been asleep?" "Not long. I'd say less than ten minutes," Grace answered. Without disturbing the pair, Oliver guided Gra