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

had

He had even threatened to

time.

heard from someone else about Ethan and her, would

out of anger? When he was fixated, there was

do.

forth, dialing the phone repeatedly. She almost

came out of the

had

her phone down and decided to

straight to

Henderson, just tell me how you want

maneuvered the wheelchair toward the study and replied faintly,

no need."

uneasy and guilty. "I'll certainly make it

can."

slowly came to a halt. He turned back

the credibility of her

gulped. "I

with your

froze, thinking that she had misheard

say that

if someone had

and she was

a word. Ethan

why would he

such a request?

he had even asked her

as she watched him tilt his head slightly and

eyes narrowed. "We've never met, but I