Regret Came Too Late

From Grace's perspective, all she could see was Ethan pondering something in

front of the wardrobe.

When she walked out of the bathroom, she put on a pair of fluffy slippers. She

lowered her gaze to her toes, unsure how to start the conversation.

At this moment, her phone rang-it was Yasmine calling. "Grace, what's going on

between you and Ethan? Everyone is talking about it."

Yasmine was the one who had sent Grace the invitation card to tonight's banquet.

Yasmine hadn't been there, but she knew exactly what had happened.

Grace could hear some noise on Yasmine's end, and with Ethan standing at the

side, it was hard for Grace to explain. Thus, she changed the subject. "Where are

you?"

"I'm at The Obsidian," replied Yasmine.

If even Yasmine, who was in The Obsidian, had heard the news-then what about

Ed, who worked there?

This was bad.

Grace quickly hung up on Yasmine and rushed out of the bedroom into the

hallway. She called Ed, but there was no answer.

She was so anxious that her cheeks felt as though they were burning. The effects

still hadn't worn off. She slapped her

still didn't

raced in panic. Ed had a mental

related to Ethan. He had even threatened to jump off a

time.

he had heard from someone else about Ethan and her,

he was fixated, there was

do.

dialing the phone repeatedly. She almost

when he came out of

had happened tonight to

phone down and decided to resolve

straight to

Henderson, just tell me how you want me to compensate

maneuvered the wheelchair toward the

no need."

and guilty. "I'll certainly make it up for you if

can."

came to a halt. He turned back to glance

the credibility

"I

up with your

thinking that she had

you say that

if someone had

throat, and she was

Ethan

so why would he suddenly

such a request?

this, he had even asked her to stay with

stood still as she watched him tilt his head slightly and

"We've never