Regret Came Too Late

She sidestepped a little to the side, afraid that his fury would continue its assaults at her, but all he did was ask gently, "The truth is, you can just easily give up on your boyfriend as well, right? Because nobody is important to you."

A delusional idea crossed Grace's mind. Perhaps Ethan was mad because she had tried to leave without telling him and not because of the incident regarding Jodie.

A closer look revealed his tensed fingertips. The suffocating emotional weight he was suppressing was evident even in his wrist bones.

This was the first time she had seen Ethan like this. It was not intense passion but fury-fervent, unadulterated fury.

She was about to say something but was soon at a loss for words in the next second. The memories replayed in her head.

Those who eventually got on Ethan's bad side seemed to have their lives end in tragedy. Even though he appeared to be someone refined and well-mannered, he was someone who would do anything to make someone's life hell if they were to cross him.

Grace, being a sharp-witted person, instantly fell to her knees. Her manner was marked by deep reverence. "Mr. Henderson, I'm the only one who's got anything to do with this."

She heard a chuckle coming from him. She was not sure if it was a frustrated snicker.

from here on out, she would just be adding fuel to the flame, so she

of a sudden. It was not long before he steered his wheelchair out of the room, leaving Grace

was already waiting, all worried. The moment he saw Ethan,

waved his hand

tell him that

his study and

in front

had a bunch

But the more he stared at the computer, the more

the

inside his head

his eyes close. His Adam's apple bobbed

the room from a corner. He looked like he had just been put in a tight spot. "Is it regarding Ms. Henderson? What