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.

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

don't want this turning into a murder scene, do you?" ---- Hendricks was so frustrated he nearly lost it. She was right there in front of him, gorgeous as ever, and he still couldn't touch her. It was driving him

shard deeper into her neck, and 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

out. 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

had figured she'd last ten minutes, tops. But half an hour had passed, and she

Carmen was still at

Grace, handle her however you want. If she ---- dies, she dies. I can't care

edge of the bed. She said, "Don't worry about a thing. Mr. Henderson Senior himself approved your marriage with Yancey." At the mention of