Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 82

Grace let out a bitter laugh at that.

But she was just too exhausted to explain things. The red scratches on her cheeks were still bleeding.

Everyone in Druville believed she couldn't live without Yancey. It seemed like Ethan thought so as well.

Just how many ridiculous things had she done in the past?

She leaned back against her seat and closed her eyes.

Before too long, she felt a presence approaching. Suddenly, a gentle touch pressed against her cheek. She opened her eyes slightly and saw Ethan's face right in front of her. In his hand was a cotton swab, and he was carefully disinfecting her wounds.

Grace's back stiffened. She felt like she had been electrocuted, and she immediately sat up straight.

But that only caused her to move closer to Ethan.

His face really was handsome. Even at this distance, she couldn't see a single pore. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, giving him an irresistible look.

For a moment, she was frozen in place, but Ethan didn't pull away. Instead, he continued to disinfect her with the cotton swab.

After tossing away one used swab, he picked up a fresh one. Then, he dipped it in disinfectant before he moved to another cut.

For some reason, Grace felt her face heating up, and she tried to move back.

But his hand was faster as he pressed down on the back of her head. The gentleness from before disappeared as he became more forceful. "Don't move."

She didn't dare to move again until he finished disinfecting her wounds.

it over where she was injured. Grace let out

them had been far too close just now. There was no way she

it was all over, his fingers suddenly brushed against her ankle. He lifted her foot and rested it on his

as she

looked down and said nothing. Instead, he gently pressed his finger against the swollen area of her ankle. "Does

pain, Grace was more concerned about their current position.

some cream

him before

second, he spooned some cream and started

it painful, but she couldn't stop the blush that was creeping up her face. She avoided looking at him

completely out of place, especially since she hadn't confirmed whether he was the one who helped her change out

to assume Ethan had any feelings for her. After all, the situation with his legs wasn't as bad as

the pinnacle of power while she was nothing more than a disgraced woman with a horrible reputation. They weren't a part of the same

in thought when he finally set her foot down. The swelling had eased, but her back was now covered in a thin layer

that moment, the car stopped

look up

about it, she turned to face Ethan,

a wet tissue. His movements were slow and deliberate, like he was performing some elegant

acknowledgment. He seemed so distant with his response despite

shut immediately

car drove

always fluctuate between being distant and intimate with

breath

standing under a nearby tree with a

"Joanne?" Grace called out.

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