Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 115

Grace sighed. She couldn't just keep hiding like this.

She dropped the towel and heard Ethan ask, "What happened this time?"

Honestly, she did want someone to talk to right now.

She said, "Alice set me up. She said I pushed her and caused her to miscarry. Now, my mom wants to lock me up in a psych ward."

She leaned back against the seat, her eyes clouded with uncertainty. She wasn't heartless. Even after she lost her memory, thinking about it still made her chest ache.

Ethan reached out his hand. His fingers were curled slightly, and the shape of his nails was somehow elegant.

And just like that, Grace's thoughts veered wildly off-track. How the hell could someone be this perfect in every damn way?

While her mind was drifting, Ethan's hand suddenly opened. He had a piece of candy sitting in the center of his palm.

With a deadpan look on his face, the whole thing was just weirdly funny.

Her bad mood vanished instantly. She took the candy and cracked a small smile. "I'm not a kid, you know."

Her fingertips brushed against his palm-it was damp.

Ethan was a man of few words. He simply gave Grace a quick glance before looking away.

She unwrapped the candy and popped it into her mouth. As the sweetness spread across her tongue, the heaviness in her chest started to ease.

However, her phone wouldn't stop buzzing. Upon checking, she saw call after call from Carmen, Quentin, and, of course, Alice. They were probably trying to kick her while she was down.

She didn't answer any of them.

in front of Palm Bay. Showing up here again, in this wreck of a state... She

over the other, his head tilted slightly. As soon as

exposing the hickeys on his neck- clearly from a woman. He had

had been his own idea to

didn't say a word. There was nothing left to say to someone

elevator, and she followed him inside. The fact that Ethan completely ignored Simon gave her a

his lips together and flopped back onto the

...

his bedroom. Grace kept close behind him, her

are clean towels inside. Go ahead," he said flatly. Sitting in his wheelchair, he didn't even

shut the door behind her. Only when she saw the lineup of men's toiletries on the counter did it hit her. The villa at

had a thing about cleanliness—especially when it came to personal stuff like this. But it was too late

on the shower, and as the hot water poured over her, her body finally started

bathroom, she didn't dare linger. She

anything to wear underneath. Grace sure as hell wasn't about to walk out

of the towel tightly, she stood frozen at the door,

before she even dared to

then, Ethan's voice came through. "Why are you still

off for a while, but she

cracked the

will I be

cheeks were flushed from the steam, and her eyes

half-dried and still

directly at her. He just flicked his eyes over for a

thought maybe he hadn't heard her, so she repeated herself, "Where

her, he

the towel and wanted to ask why she couldn't just use a guest room but didn't have the guts for it. She started to wonder if maybe Ethan really took that whole "human sleeping aid" thing seriously. If that was the case, she couldn't exactly say no. After all, he was helping

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