Regret Came Too Late

The pill slid down her throat, but Grace barely had the strength to react. She slumped against the couch, drenched in sweat. She was exhausted.

She wanted to tell Ethan that she wouldn't be able to cook for him tonight or go out to eat. But no words came out. Faint, fragmented memories flickered through her mind. Her period had always been this painfully unbearable.

The only difference was that back then, she endured it alone. She would curl up on the couch and quietly wait for the pain to pass.

At this moment, she could feel just how much she was sweating.

Then, something cool pressed against her forehead. It was a damp tissue. Her body, weak and exhausted, instinctively leaned into the cold touch.

She reached up, her fingers brushing against his hand as it wiped her face. Slowly, she nestled into his palm.

Ethan held the wet tissue in his hand but didn't pull away.

Her face was pale. Whenever she felt weak, she tended to cling to someone. But once she recovered, she always distanced herself again.

He slowly uncurled his fingers, his palm cupping the side of her face.

She stayed like that for five minutes, rubbing against his touch before finally retreating.

Ethan stood to turn on the air conditioning, but her hand caught his wrist. Her consciousness was slipping, and even her fingertips were damp from sweat.

He glanced down and reassured her, "I'm not leaving."

He gave her a comforting pat before Grace loosened her grip. Then, she drifted off to sleep.

Ethan closed the window, leaving only the curtains open to allow the faintest breeze in. The temperature in the room slowly dropped. He walked over to a cabinet, pulled out a blanket, and draped it over her.

about to sit back down,

meeting starts in

dinner here, but things had long since gone off schedule. Tonight's meeting wasn't just any meeting-it was

hesitate. "Bring my laptop inside. And the Bluetooth

up the laptop nearby. Ethan put

waited outside just

the meeting started, the

breath just to hear him, but no one

when another knock echoed

Yancey. He didn't bother to

but no one dared

Then, he heard

even discuss it with me first? You're really getting out of

beg for his approval. Instead, she had quit without a word. How the hell was he supposed to keep her under

get out here and explain

for his phone and dialed

office now. You have work

must have misheard. Ethan had never personally called him

was an

that his position at Henderson Group had nothing to do with talent and everything

his last name. He never had

stay late. He couldn't

transferred departments?" Yancey asked. "Yes.

clenched his jaw, his hand slowly curling into a fist. "I don't want her

on the call had a full view