Regret Came Too Late

Grace was slightly shocked. Usually, Ed spent most of his time alone in that rundown villa in the suburbs when he wasn't working as a bartender at the Obsidian. How did he know so much?

"How do you know? Who told you?" Grace questioned.

"I know things, for I care about what happens to you."

His voice was low, and his words intense.

Grace didn't feel like getting into it, so she said, "Yeah, I had a little drama with someone, but it wasn't my boss. Also, Ethan's my ex-boss now. I don't work at Henderson Group anymore. He wouldn't even see someone like me, and I definitely wouldn't ask him for anything."

The bathroom light clicked off, and Ed came out, still dripping a bit.

"What makes you think he doesn't notice you?"

Grace chuckled and sighed. "The food's on the table. Go eat. There are still people out there. I'll go hang with them for a bit."

She turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist.

His tone was hesitant and very careful as he asked, "Grace, you really don't like Ethan, don't you?"

Grace frowned. She blamed Ethan for today-his coddling had made Jodie the way she was.

That whipping and all the stuff before - he'd always been there to bail Jodie out.

"Whether I like him or not is no big deal to him. Come on, let's not talk about him. Aren't you hungry? Why do you keep bringing up someone who doesn't matter?" The grip on her wrist tightened slightly. "Does he really not matter to you?" "What else? Ed, you're acting strange today."

eat much. Will you come in and hang out

up a little.

made sure to close the door behind her

and the two outside were already done eating-neither seemed

gaze drifted toward the bedroom, hoping the man inside would

the time they had finished their supper, Grace's boyfriend still hadn't made

politely walked them to

have

year. Work's going to be crazy. As for later, who knows? At least things are pretty

on her lips. "Alright, if you get married, I'll definitely chip in for

as Grace saw

doors closed, she turned

slammed his fist against the wall, the loud

as

"Mr. Henderson, I thought you didn't like Grace. You

dark, and he didn't bother to pretend

not is none of

it's a shame. Grace

me?

just scoffed to himself. What was the point of

got out. Joanne trailed

to be all yours it's easy. Just wreck

dead in his tracks and