Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 338

Ethan kept his head low and remained silent.

Grace felt awkward standing there, but since she was close friends with Selene, she didn't dare just walk away either.

The sharp sound of a slap echoed down the hallway.

Damien clutched his face, the veins at his temple throbbing. He forced himself to smile through it, but his voice shook.

"Isn't it true, though?" he said bitterly. "I just don't get it. What do I lack? Every time you're done using me, you toss me aside without a second thought. Selene, what the hell do I have to do to matter to you? Look at him. We slept together not long ago, and he won't even throw a punch over it. He doesn't even care."

If Damien knew that Selene had also slept with Vincent, he would have completely lost his mind.

If he had to suffer, then everyone else should suffer too.

Vincent adjusted his glasses calmly, his voice steady as he said, "I respect Selene's decisions."

"Respect?" Damien scoffed, full of scorn. "More like you're gutless."

Selene took a deep breath. "Enough, Damien. If you're gonna lose it, don't do it here."

But Damien just shook his head, defiant. "No. I'm not done. Why do you get to treat me like this?"

Damien had been raised like royalty in the Jensen family, getting anything he wanted without ever needing to ask. The first real defeat he ever tasted was over his relationship with Selene.

He had spent his youth quietly burying his feelings, never daring to say them out loud. It was Selene who finally broke the silence, only to pull away just as quickly and draw a clear line between them.

Through it all, he had been the passive one-the one chasing and the one made small. Why should he accept that?

He stared at Selene, rage darkening his eyes. Then, out of nowhere, he let out a cold laugh. "You think you can cut me off and marry someone else? Keep dreaming."

He yanked her wrist toward him and said, "I need to talk to you."

But before he could pull her closer, Vincent grabbed her other arm. And just like that, the two men locked eyes with neither backing down.

Grace stood watching the scene unfold. It was an absolute mess of a standoff when Ethan's low voice cut through it

flatly and so unaffected it was like the chaos in front of

arrived with

to attention and quickly pushed his wheelchair inside. Staying would've just made her look like she was

they rolled out, she glanced over at him. "Mr. Henderson, how about I order some takeout

up at her with a cold expression. "You

thought back to the five million dollars he had given her, then quickly adjusted her tone with a

I bring in the head chef from the restaurant upstairs and have them cook something for

a private chef on hand, even someone like him would be

Ethan's gaze lingered on her face longer than

silently rolled up beside them and

if she had said something wrong again. Why did it feel like she kept triggering Ethan without

to spot someone she hadn't

stand in for her, it had touched one of Ethan's bottom lines. He had iced

had

fast, trying to intercept

from last time. Blinded by Ethan's looks, she walked right up to

looked attractive and polished. She

instead of looking at her, Ethan raised his eyes and looked

down Grace's spine. She stepped forward quickly, trying to pull Andrea away. But Andrea, clearly agitated, yanked her arm

You left me waiting in that hotel for over a month. Did you

about Andrea once in weeks. She had been swamped with crisis after crisis. And besides,

whole act, pretending to be virtuous and claiming she'd never go near

in Andrea's eyes

Grace got it instantly.

shallow women, one look was a bit would take. Coupled with his money, power, and the O untouchable air he gave off, it was no wonder Andrea

she fell for him at first sight. Since then, she had been spinning fantasy after fantasy in her

month ago, she was awkward, desperate,

went cold. She turned and said politely, "Mr. Henderson, you should head back. I'll handle things