Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 394

In Ethan's sight, a slim silhouette broke through the sea of white, the crimson flower in her hand burning like a tiny flame.

Grace went into the car, shaking the snow from her hair before pulling the door shut.

She immediately held out the magnolia to him.

Ethan didn't reach for it. His gaze stayed locked on the petals, on the snow melting slowly there.

Grace thought he hesitated because of the cold and leaned in to brush the snow away, only to be stopped by his question.

"What if this tree belonged to someone else?"

Without missing a beat, she answered, "When I pick them, they become yours."

Just as Ethan reached out, her words caught him off guard. His hand curled into a fist, and the veins on the back became rigid.

Grace, noticing his strange reaction, quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

He ducked his head and hummed quietly before taking the magnolia carefully.

"Thank you," he added in a soft voice.

Grace could tell that his mood had brightened.

She scrambled to the driver's seat, starting the car with quick, nervous moments, afraid he would change his mind and ask for something else.

As the car kicked into gear, the soft fragrance of magnolias from the back seat brushed against her senses.

"Do you like magnolias, Mr. Henderson? How special. Most people just see the winter's blank whiteness, but hidden inside... there's this bold flash of red, like..."

Realizing her words might be stepping over a line, she clamped her mouth shut. Ethan was a lot like winter itself. On the surface, he was cold and unapproachable -yet the moment he fell sick, he asked for flowers.

The contrast was almost ridiculous.

"I do," he said softly. "No one's ever given me any."

He sounded a little stronger now, and Grace was glad she hadn't brushed him off.

At least he seemed more like himself again.

smiled faintly and floored the

signal, you should call your people at Druville and have them send a helicopter. With the roads blocked, there's no way out. And you're still

worried

Her smile faltered.

the weirdest feeling about him right now—not bad, just... unfamiliar. Wasn't it

here, Mr. Henderson. I can't just

nothing to show

you had told us ahead

the

lifted the magnolia to his nose, a faint smile

"I didn't know."

Grace went silent immediately.

blame someone for what they didn't

spot once, remembered it,

glanced into the rearview mirror, and

at the flower, gently swinging it back and

to say?"

answered, "It's just... near the ruins, there was this sinkhole. I remember talking about it with my boyfriend once when we were kids, we got trapped inside. Some things happened. Just now, bits of

was so sudden and patchy, she

to

closed his eyes, his Adam's apple shifting

people appreciate magnolias. Your boyfriend had good

sidelong look,

way of complimenting yourself,

moment, Ethan's grip tightened-hard enough to

himself

hit Grace then

said might

to

my

light

should stay with him and stay

nothing, eyes locked on the

to contact his people in Druville, then leaned back, finally

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