Regret Came Too Late

Jordan sighed softly. "Fine, make your own decisions. But don't wait so long that Yancey's already got a kid while you're still on your own. When you're ready to move on, let me know. There's no shortage of smart, capable women in Druville who'd line up to wait for you."

He raised a hand and rubbed his brow, clearly frustrated. "You've never needed my help with anything else. Why is it that love is where you fall flat?"

Ethan answered calmly, "I'm fine with things the way they are, Dad."

Grace stood outside the study, listening. Her chest tightened.

Ethan really was that perfect-brilliant, elegant, and composed. Yet this man was still waiting for someone who would never come back. Was fate punishing him?

She swallowed hard.

Just then, the door opened, and Ethan came out in his wheelchair. As he passed her, he said, "Let's go."

She hurried after him.

When she pushed the wheelchair out from Henderson Residence, there was no car in sight. The main gate was at least a 30-minute walk from where they were.

With no other option, she placed both hands on the handles of the wheelchair, and the two of them slowly made their way toward the massive iron gates.

Seriously! How could a family as wealthy as the Hendersons not have a car waiting at the entrance?

Her gaze drifted down, landing on his back. It was going to be a long 30-minute walk, and sooner or later, she'd have to fill the silence.

I think Mr. Henderson Senior had a point. You shouldn't keep waiting

cripple; someone who needs to

No, not at all. I just... I just don't

fix it. "Not that you're not used to it. I mean,

her square in the chest, like her heart had been squeezed by a fist.

The only person who could was

"Honestly, there are so many amazing women in Druville. You could easily find someone incredible. Maybe even through a marriage alliance. One of those partnerships could eventually turn into real

her off. "How does the

she looked up almost automatically. "Uh... Yeah, it's not

responded with a

What was that supposed

unsure of what to say. The

gates came into view. Just

when she finally spoke. "The moon's nice, sure... but you definitely look better, Mr. Henderson. When I'm around you, I don't even notice the

silence that always hung around Ethan got to her, giving her the impression that his emotions were buried too deep to

gave a low chuckle as soon as the words left her

out a breath, instantly feeling like all her babbling had