Regret Came Too Late

Grace didn't know that the moment she rushed out of the coffee shop to chase

after Ethan, Yancey's expression darkened completely. He stared at her, not once diverting his gaze for even a second.

Sitting opposite him, Liam was startled by the intensity of his stare and immediately spoke up. "Yancey, what's wrong?"

He then turned to look in the direction where Grace had vanished, puzzled.

"You know, Grace has been acting strange. Why is she suddenly trying to get close to Ethan? I remember she used to say she hated him, and didn't Ethan have a kid? He..."

Yancey's face went pale with shock. "Who told you that?"

Liam scratched his head. "Grace said it herself."

Did Grace say that?

How could that be? When did she say that?

Liam continued, "It's strange, though. Why would she go after him now? Before, whenever she saw Ethan, she'd practically run the other way. I even asked her about it, and she said Ethan was scary."

Yancey's tone suddenly became eerily calm. "Maybe Grace really did lose her memory."

"Huh?" Liam pursed his lips, then quickly grew anxious after realizing what Yancey meant. "What do you mean? She did say she had lost her memory, but hasn't she pretended to forget so many times before? We all thought this time was just another act.

if she really has lost her memory, I can see why her personality

him, and he wanted to rush to

close to Ethan if she really has lost her memory. If she remembers everything, she'll probably wish she were dead. You know how she is. What

moment, Yancey finally believed that Grace had truly lost her memory. A glimmer of hope stirred

anymore. If she remembered, she would be just like before, always chasing after him and always looking at

suddenly raced, and his hands slowly

What if she falls for Ethan? Damn it! I can't stand the thought of that cold, emotionless man

thought sent

"Yancey! Yancey!"

was about to become his brother-in-law too,

want her to stop treating you so coldly? Have you noticed how she seems to not

still tried to put on a tough front. "I don't

don't care? Didn't you say that she slapped you to help someone else? She never would've done

as

had amnesia! If it were the old Grace, she would never have done that. The old Grace would cook for me and always speak to me gently. Sure, she got angry sometimes, but I could always calm her down, and

said, the more aggrieved he

the opportunity. "Then join me to help me