Regret Came Too Late

Grace was admitted to the psychiatric hospital, and Noah personally led her to a ward. She was locked inside a spacious room.

"Grace, you'll be staying here for a while," Noah said.

She glanced around. Surprisingly, the place wasn't bad.

Her phone had been taken away by the Lamberts' bodyguards back in the car and

had probably been handed over to Quentin by now, so there was no way to

contact anyone.

Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, the faint sound of a door creaking open broke the silence.

"Grace! I'm here, baby!"

Grace's eyes snapped open, and she saw Hendricks standing in the bathroom doorway. He'd been hiding in there the whole time.

Her expression shifted instantly as she asked, "What the hell are you doing here?"

Hendricks' face was gleaming with sleaze and smugness.

"What do you think? Your loving mother sent me to keep you company.

Thoughtful, huh? Haven't you noticed the weird scent in the room? It's part of her wedding gift to us!"

Now that he mentioned it, the air did smell strange. She had assumed it was disinfectant.

Hendricks stepped forward slowly, cracking his knuckles with a sick grin.

"Don't worry, I already took the antidote. That stuff in the room is pure knockout gas. You'll pass out soon. And when you wake up, well... We'll be official. I'll be gentle. You'll enjoy it."

After what had happened between them before, he'd been itching for another shot. And now, with no one around to stop him, he thought he could do whatever he wanted.

lunge, but the drug was already kicking in, and her limbs were growing weak. She grabbed a chair and shattered the window with

and

ruthless-even toward herself.

insane?" He lunged again, but she

"Back off!"

features contorting into an

and calm. There wasn't a flicker of emotion in them as she looked at him. She asked, "Hendricks, you

front of him, gorgeous as ever, and he still

you really that disgusted by me? It's just sex. What's the big deal? We're gonna get married anyway! I'll treat you right, better than any other

her out as he stepped forward again. But Grace pressed the glass shard deeper into her neck,

Hendricks froze.

Her body was weak, but her mind was focused. "I'm warning you. Come one step closer, and I'll slit my own throat." Hendricks was losing it. Fine. He'd just wait her out. No way she could stay standing long. The sedative in this room was strong, and no one

So.

shard of glass tightly. She was exhausted, and her legs were giving out. Sleep was pulling at her hard, but her mind stayed sharp. She

fingers slowly clenched tighter and tighter until the jagged glass pierced into her palm.

her legs, pooling

crept in, she would squeeze

half an hour had

How could Grace be so

took a deep breath and immediately called

Lambert, Grace's putting up a serious fight. What do you want me to do? I'm afraid

Grace to hear every word. She needed

to leave. Alice had cried herself hoarse, thrown up

Grace, her anxiety spiked.

want to hear anything about Grace. I'll jump from

her however you want. If she dies, she dies. I can't care less

up quickly and rushed

stupid. I've already sent Hendricks to see Grace. Don't you want

flashed with satisfaction. Her effort to put on such a show and

down gently at the edge of the bed. She said, "Don't worry about a thing. Mr. Henderson Senior himself approved your marriage with