Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 392

Grace didn't have the heart to shove Ethan off, not when he was sick. Thus, she let him hold onto her, silent and still.

It was the first time she saw Ethan stripped of his invincibility. He, who once seemed so distant and indomitable, now clung to her-fragile and feverish.

His skin was searing, radiating heat like a furnace.

Grace suddenly remembered Ed, sick just a few days ago, holed up in that dim little house.

He and Ethan couldn't have been more different. When Ed got sick, he withdrew from the world, tending to his pain in silence.

However, Ethan didn't seem to hide his vulnerabilities-not from her, at least.

She wasn't sure if she was imagining things, yet she stayed completely still, not daring to move.

After three hours on the road, the car finally stopped.

Grace gazed out at the barren ruins, feeling disbelief and anger rising within her.

"Are you sure this is the place, Mr. Bennett?"

"Yes."

Her voice trembled with frustration. "This place is a complete ruin! You can't even tell where the manor used to be, and it looks like there was a fire. What could we possibly find here? I thought there would be a pharmacy nearby, but after driving for three hours, we've ended up somewhere even more remote. Are you trying to let Mr. Henderson die in the car?"

They hadn't passed a single soul along the way.

And Ethan-why the hell hadn't he told her this place was a ruin?

Grace was already a bundle of nerves, and feeling the heat pouring off him only made her panic worse.

What were they supposed to do-drive three hours back?

She inhaled deeply and cranked open the window.

call for backup, will you? Get someone out here to pick us

pulled out his

with Mr. Henderson in the car. I'll find reception. If I don't come back... just drive. I'll

stared after

Handle himself? Out here?

was already gone, phone

window back up, trying to trap what little

seat, grabbed a bottle of water, and gently patted Ethan's

to drink a

at her, and turned away

bottle lightly

Just a little sip, okay?"

turned his head again,

other choice, she

little

and

palm,

abbed it onto his

lips with

and when her

that he was kissing

looked up, she realized he had been

she pulled

his fevered

his

gaze was

through

them like

of it. In