Regret Came Too Late

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.

open a bandage and carefully placed it over where she was injured.

close just now. There was no way she could ignore it. On top of that, Ethan was

was all over, his fingers suddenly brushed against her ankle. He lifted

Grace nearly screamed as she gripped the

nothing. Instead, he gently pressed his finger against

Grace was more concerned about their current position. She

you can put my leg down. I'll apply some cream when I

him before he picked out

second, he spooned some cream and

creeping up her face.

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

her. After all, the situation with his legs wasn't as bad as the

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

thought when he finally set her foot down. The swelling had eased,

that moment, the car stopped at

up at her. Instead, he merely gestured for her

got out, and after thinking about it, she turned to face Ethan, who was still sitting inside.

palms with a wet tissue. His movements were slow and deliberate, like he was performing some elegant art form. His fingers were obviously incredibly attractive too. Yet those fingers had been massaging her

didn't even glance up as he let out a grunt of acknowledgment. He seemed so distant

car door shut

the car

always fluctuate between being distant and intimate

deep breath before heading toward

the entrance, she spotted Joanne standing under a nearby tree with a bunch of

"Joanne?" Grace called out.