Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 125

---- Chapter 125 Grace was admitted to the psychiatric hospital, and Noah personally led her to a ward. She was locked inside a spacious room. "Grace, you'll be staying here for a while," Noah said. She glanced around. Surprisingly, the place wasn't bad. Her phone had been taken away by the Lamberts' bodyguards back in the car and had probably been handed over to Quentin by now, so there was no way to contact anyone.

Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, the faint sound of a door creaking open broke the silence. "Grace! I'm here, baby!" Grace's eyes snapped open, and she saw Hendricks standing in the bathroom doorway. He'd been hiding in there the whole time. Her expression shifted instantly as she asked, "What the hell are you doing here?" Hendricks' face was gleaming with sleaze and smugness. "What do you think? Your loving mother sent me to keep you company. Thoughtful, huh?

Haven't you noticed the weird scent in the room? It's part of her wedding gift to us!" Now that he mentioned it, the air did smell strange. She had assumed it was disinfectant. ---- Hendricks stepped forward slowly, cracking his knuckles with a sick grin. "Don't worry, I already took the antidote. That stuff in the room is pure knockout gas. You'll pass out soon. And when. you wake up, well... We'll be official. I'll be gentle.

You'll enjoy it." After what had happened between them before, he'd been itching for another shot. And now, with no one around to stop him, he thought he could do whatever he wanted. Grace dodged his first lunge, but the drug was already kicking in, and her limbs were growing weak. She grabbed a chair and shattered the window with one hard swing. Bending down, she picked up a jagged shard and stabbed it into her thigh. Blood poured out instantly.

caught him completely off guard. "What the hell? Are you insane?" He lunged again, but she raised the shard to her throat. "Back off!" He went stiff, his features contorting into an ugly mess. Grace swallowed hard, her eyes steady

couldn't touch her. It was driving him insane. "Grace! Don't be like this! Jesus, are you really that disgusted by me? It's just sex. What's the big deal? We're gonna get married anyway! I'll treat you right, better than any other woman! You bitch-don't tell

blood started trailing down her skin. Hendricks froze. 'The pain cleared her vision. Her body was weak, but her mind was focused. "T'm warning you. Come one step closer, and I'll slit my own throat." Hendricks was losing it. Fine. He'd just wait her out. No way she could stay standing long. The sedative in this room was strong, and no one could fight it for

Sleep was pulling at her hard, but her mind stayed sharp. She couldn't let herself pass out. Her fingers slowly clenched tighter and tighter until the jagged glass pierced into her palm. Blood trickled

looked terrifying now, with blood trailing down her legs, pooling in her palm, and staining her neck. Every time the haze of sleep crept in, she would squeeze the shard again, forcing the pain to keep her awake. Hendricks had figured she'd last ten minutes, tops. But half an hour had passed, and she was still standing tall. Damn it. How could Grace be so ruthless? He took a deep breath and immediately called Carmen. "Mrs. Lambert ,

might actually die." He didn't bother lowering his voice as he wanted Grace to hear every word. She needed to know that this was all Carmen's idea. Meanwhile, Carmen was still at Alice's bedside and hadn't been able to leave. Alice had cried herself hoarse, thrown up several times, and was completely drained. When she heard what was

I'll jump from here and end my life." Panicked , Carmen snapped back at Hendricks , "Alice's not doing well. As for Grace, handle her however you want. If she ---- dies, she dies. I can't care less about her." She hung up quickly and rushed to grab Alice's wrist. "Alice, don't do anything stupid. I've already sent Hendricks to see Grace. Don't you want them to get

victim had worked. Carmen let out a breath of relief and sat her down gently at the edge of the bed. She said, "Don't worry about a thing. Mr. Henderson Senior himself approved your marriage with Yancey." At