Regret Came Too Late

On the other side, Grace hadn't been hurt, but Liam, standing next to her, was still visibly shaken.

"Grace, I'll get you something to change into. Go shower and wash that gasoline smell off you," he said.

Grace nodded and headed into the villa. As she walked through the main hall, she locked eyes with Andrea.

Andrea arched a brow smugly and scoffed, turning her head with a snide remark, "Serves you right. Guess you've made a lot of enemies-everybody seems to want you dead."

She barely got the words out before Liam walked in and heard her.

His lips pressed into a thin line, voice dropping low and cold. "Andrea."

Knowing how much he cared about Grace right now, Andrea raised her shoulders in a fake shrug. "Alright, I was just kidding. I mean, I'm worried too. Why don't I let her borrow some of my clothes?"

Liam didn't even acknowledge the offer. Instead, he turned around and called Sebastian, asking him to bring a fresh set of Grace's clothes.

After he hung up, his tone got even harsher.

now, Grace was already upstairs. The only people left in

be disgusted. She's never liked you. So do us both

pale, then

house in this villa, soaking up the attention like a trophy wife. Everyone tiptoed around her, treated her like she was untouchable.

was still just the girl who used to work in a bar. Even if she eventually married Liam, it

meant Grace had to

her hand instinctively moved to rest over her

towel. She was already exhausted from everything, and the attempted arson had just

door, Liam knocked. "Grace, I'm opening the door just

when a sharp, blinding pain shot

didn't hear a response

"Grace?"

voice came out weak,

body was drenched in cold

immediately shoved the door open. "What's