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 over some

by a famous master of traditional carving arrived—it

vase was expected to

at the elegant, antique piece.

placed the magnolias

for the elevator with the

his

a mountain-picked magnolia look only "acceptable"

treating this like a game of house with Grace,

setting it by his bed so it would

the flowers wouldn't last, and

him up and, spotting the shift, chimed in, "There's advanced tech for this-we can

added,

silently made the call, too drained

got home, she was so

the whole trip had revolved

gotten anything out of it. But surely, he wouldn't lie... he couldn't have gone through

a wave of irritation crept up on her. It felt like she

and shot

your

"Yes."

What a cold response.

more annoyed she became, even if she couldn't quite

he was playing her, but really-the mighty CEO of Henderson Group, pulling stunts just for

sighed deeply and tossed her phone aside, refusing to send

up again, it was already ten at night. She was hungry, and the fridge was empty. With no

opened the door, she

woven basket and raised an

"Grocery run?" Grace asked.

ended

Christmas when she

she spent it last year-only that back then, everyone in

the upscale villas and townhouses in the area,

emerald bracelets and asked, puzzled, "Who are you

the bracelets. "My mom. Her birthday's in a

"Yeah."

seeing Damien again, and that thought soured her

as she passed the flower section, her gaze

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