Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 335

Damien grew even more suspicious, craning his neck to look into the car. "Who

are you texting? We blow up your phone and you never answer us," he grumbled.

Ethan calmly shoved Damien's head out of the way and rolled the window up

without a word.

Undeterred, Damien knocked on the glass. "I'm supposed to meet a few of the

college leaders. Since you're already here, wanna grab dinner later?"

"I don't have time for that," Ethan said flatly.

Damien felt like he had just been punched in the gut. Then why the hell was he

even here?

He turned to leave. But just then, another car pulled up and parked right in front of

Ethan's.

The window rolled down, and there was Grace, flashing a stunning smile as she

waved over at Ethan. "Mr. Henderson, I just booked a place for lunch. Do you

want to join me?" she called.

Ethan's window lowered again. He let out a soft chuckle. "Yeah."

Damien stood there, frozen. He honestly thought he was hallucinating.

At that moment, Damien's assistant, Oliver Cooke, walked over and leaned in.

"Mr. Jensen, we should head out. Your meeting is about to start."

But Damien, without thinking, yanked open Ethan's car door and slid inside. He

waved Oliver off. "Push the meeting back. Tell them something came up."

Then, he turned to Grace, who was still sitting in her car ahead of them.

"Ms. Lambert, hope you don't mind me joining," Damien said with a sly smile.

Grace didn't mind at all. She had just gotten the jump on Damien by snatching

Jasper out from under him, and if staying friendly kept things from getting messy,

she was more than happy to play nice.

way while Ethan's

inside the second car had gone

the second. And Damien, of course,

stealing glances at him, studying him like

type to talk unless he had

saying a

they pulled up outside the restaurant that Damien finally broke

silence.

and you said you were busy," he

and you're suddenly free? Ethan, man, something's

type. Once something didn't sit right

wouldn't let it go.

completely, got out of the car, and

push the wheelchair,

trailed behind, sneaking out his phone to make a call. He dialed

number.

notice something weird between Ethan and Grace?"

keeping his voice

something before, but

seriously believe.

on his couch with his long legs kicked up, didn't even

but he

how?" Julian

know how to

asked him for

he

later,

free. Now, I'm

with

eyes."

loud hearing

third-wheel Grace and Ethan.

lazily. "Then you'd better keep a close eye.

off."

snorted. "Don't worry. I won't

that, he

stared at

shaking

clearly gone to

to finally

and now, it was about to

ruined.

...

had reserved a private