Regret Came Too Late

Grace's fingertips pressed tentatively on his calves. "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

Grace felt anxious, thinking that his legs had gotten worse. "The condition here is pretty basic. I know you're a clean freak, but bear with it this time. Let's take off your clothes and let me massage your legs."

Just as she finished her words, she hurried to unbutton his shirt. However, she was shocked to see a large area of red rashes on his skin just after undoing one button. "What's with these red rashes?"

Ethan closed his eyes and leaned against the table beside him. He looked a bit dejected. "Maybe it's because I'm allergic to seafood."

Grace felt like the world was spinning. She couldn't believe that he would eat the shrimp that she had peeled for him when he was allergic to seafood. He didn't have just one either; he had all of it.

She threw his expensive suit aside and unbuttoned all of the buttons on his shirt. Beside his chest, there were also rashes on his back.

Grace's face was pale with fright. Seeing that Ethan was dozing off, she quickly patted his face. "Mr. Henderson, don't fall asleep. Are you having a fever right now?"

on his forehead. It was so hot that she almost

her all by himself with a body that was in terrible condition. Holding back her anger, she grabbed onto his

noticeably less imposing than usual. "What

to rest in bed. Your clothes are wet right now, and you're going to make

one bed available. Grace

"Mr. Henderson, pardon me."

the couch and took off his pants. Then, she

how he managed to stay in such

bed She tucked him in with his blanket, then checked his forehead again,

up and rummaged through the room, but she

back to the bed anxiously. "Mr. Henderson, how are

voice was a bit raspy as his

care

a rush, she went back to the

bed sheets from the cabinet. After covering herself with the sheets, she crawled