Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 395

As the car stopped in front of Palm Bay, Grace stepped out first, reaching to steady Ethan.

But his hand jerked away, quick and sharp, like she had burned him.

Grace stared at him with a deadpan look.

Just hours ago, he had practically melted into her touch in the backseat. Now, he was recoiling like she had insulted him.

She stepped back and gestured for the others to help instead.

Ethan was helped out slowly, the magnolia still in his hand.

Grace glanced at it, and her irritation slipped-just like Ed, he liked the same flower and shared the same taste.

"Take care, Mr. Henderson. I'll get going now. Don't forget your meds, and stop pushing yourself so hard."

"Mm."

Ethan was already being wheeled inside and didn't even glance back.

Grace didn't wait, and she had no interest in reading his silence.

However, there was no way she would get a cab out here.

A few minutes later, a car pulled out from Palm Bay, sent to drop her off.

She accepted it.

After all, it was still snowing, and there was no need to freeze for pride- Christmas was around the corner.

Inside Palm Bay, Ethan looked oddly cheerful.

"Give me a vase," he said to Tim.

Tiim knew exactly where the magnolia came from.

He brought one over, but Ethan barely gave it a glance before pulling the flower back out.

"Too plain. Get something prettier."

They tried vase after vase, but even after fifteen vases, nothing pleased him.

The light in his eyes dimmed, and his mood soured fast.

quickly made some calls, asking people to send

master of traditional carving arrived—it had once gone for 20 million dollars

vase was expected

elegant, antique piece.

placed the magnolias

muttered, heading for the elevator with

his forehead,

magnolia look only "acceptable"

like a game of house

the second floor, setting it by his

last, and that thought dragged his

spotting the shift, chimed in, "There's

hummed a reply, then added, "Though I don't really

made the call,

got home, she was so drained she could barely lift

whole trip had revolved around

gotten anything out of it. But surely, he wouldn't

irritation crept up on her. It

and shot

you taken your meds, Mr.

"Yes."

What a cold response.

she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, even if she couldn't quite figure

wanted to ask him if he was playing her, but really-the mighty CEO of Henderson

tossed her phone aside, refusing to

night. She was hungry, and the fridge

the door, she ran

a woven basket

"Grocery run?" Grace asked.

they ended

Christmas when she

year-only that

supermarket catered to the upscale villas and townhouses in the area, so most of the

display of emerald bracelets and asked, puzzled,

up one of the bracelets. "My mom. Her birthday's in a few days." "You're

"Yeah."

again,

but as she passed the

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