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

hadn't worn off. She slapped her cheek hard

still didn't pick

in panic. Ed had a mental

related to Ethan. He had even threatened to jump off

time.

from someone else about Ethan and

was fixated,

do.

dialing the phone repeatedly.

when he came out of

explained what had happened tonight to Ethan. Distressed,

set her phone down and decided to resolve things

straight to

me how

wheelchair toward the study and

no need."

feeling uneasy and guilty. "I'll certainly make it up for

can."

slowly came to a halt. He turned back to glance at

credibility of

"I

with your

that she had misheard it.

say that

as if someone had

she was unable

Ethan didn't even

why would

such a request?

had even asked her

as she watched him tilt his head

never met, but I