Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 146

---- Chapter 146 Grace took the lead this time after the social event ended, stepping directly behind Ethan. "Mr, Henderson, I have something I need to ask you." After exchanging pleasantries and handshakes, the business partners politely excused themselves, saying they were stepping outside to wait. Tim seemed a bit displeased but, surprisingly , didn't object. The private room quickly emptied, leaving only Grace and Ethan. Grace couldn't hold back any longer. "Mr.

Henderson, if I've ever done anything to hurt you in the past, please don't take it to heart. My so-called father was right. You're the kind of person who can put up with a lot. 1 was young and didn't know better at the time." Ethan casually spun the glass in his hand without saying anything. Grace quickly grabbed an empty glass from the table and poured wine into both glasses.

"I'll start by drinking three glasses to make up for it." The gossip she had overheard earlier had her feeling completely disoriented. How good-natured could Ethan be to not have torn her apart ---- if she had really slapped him in the past? She downed the first glass, then immediately followed with the second and third. Ethan parted his lips as if to say something, his eyes drifting to the wine bottle. The label showed a high alcohol content.

glass, but there was no turning back after she said it. She put the glass down, and the fiery feeling seemed to shoot straight to her head. She gripped the edge of the table to steady herself. She even tried shaking her head to keep her wits. But

causing him to jerk his wheelchair backward to avoid having the remnants of the meal spilled all over him. Then, he pulled her into his arms as he tried to regain control. Grace felt the world spin. Before she could react, the wheelchair tipped sideways , and she landed directly on

still dressed in his suit, but now, the buttons on his shirt had come undone, exposing his delicate collarbone. Grace felt a chill run down her back, and she instantly sobered up. She was about to scramble to get off when the door to the private room swung open. The people outside were

and the first thing they saw were the dishes scattered across the floor, with the wheelchair tipped over nearby. And there, Grace, the foul beast, was straddling Ethan's waist. Ethan furrowed his brows, looking deeply uncomfortable. 'The business partners stood frozen for a few

the kind of position you're in now!" "Ms. Lambert, as a young lady, you should maintain some decorum. If Mr. Henderson doesn't want this, you can't force him into it." Grace's face

her panic, she didn't even realize that she was still clutching a corner of his shirt. ---- When she pulled at it, the remaining buttons snapped off with asharp crack, scattering across the floor. Ethan frowned again, turning his head away. After a long pause, he muttered in a low voice, "Don't do this." His words, more than anything, seemed to confirm what the business partners had

throbbing, and he was clearly reaching the breaking point of his patience. "And you still say you have no ulterior motives, Grace? You really have no shame!" Although Tim disliked her, he rarely ever spoke with such harshness.