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

worn off. She slapped her cheek hard

still didn't pick

heart raced in panic. Ed had a mental disorder

related to Ethan. He had even threatened

time.

someone else about Ethan and

of anger? When he was fixated, there was

do.

and forth, dialing the phone repeatedly. She almost bumped

when he came out of the

had happened tonight to Ethan. Distressed,

her phone down and decided to resolve things with Ethan first

straight to

just tell me how you want me to

toward the study and

no need."

stood there, feeling uneasy and guilty. "I'll certainly make it up for you if

can."

to a halt. He turned back to glance at her,

credibility of

"I mean

up with your

froze, thinking that she had misheard

say that you can

if

she was

Ethan didn't even

would he

such a request?

even asked her to stay with

as she watched him tilt his head slightly and

eyes narrowed. "We've never met,