Regret Came Too Late

Grace took the lead this time after the social event ended, stepping directly behind Ethan.

"Mr. Henderson, I have something I need to ask you."

After exchanging pleasantries and handshakes, the business partners politely excused themselves, saying they were stepping outside to wait.

Tim seemed a bit displeased but, surprisingly, didn't object. The private room quickly emptied, leaving only Grace and Ethan.

Grace couldn't hold back any longer.

"Mr. Henderson, if I've ever done anything to hurt you in the past, please don't take it to heart. My so-called father was right. You're the kind of person who can put up with a lot. I was young and didn't know better at the time."

Ethan casually spun the glass in his hand without saying anything.

Grace quickly grabbed an empty glass from the table and poured wine into both glasses. "I'll start by drinking three glasses to make up for it."

The gossip she had overheard earlier had her feeling completely disoriented.

How good-natured could Ethan be to not have torn her apart if she had really slapped him in the past?

She downed the first glass, then immediately followed with the second and third.

Ethan parted his lips as if to say something, his eyes drifting to the wine bottle. The label showed a high alcohol content. Even someone with a strong tolerance would get drunk after three glasses.

Grace felt a searing heat rise in her belly after those three drinks. The sensation had already hit with the first glass, but there was no turning back after she said it.

She put the glass down, and the fiery feeling seemed to shoot straight to her head.

She gripped the edge of the table to steady herself. She even tried shaking her head to keep her wits.

But her grip was too strong, and the table jolted downward. She lost her balance and toppled right onto Ethan.

but as she clutched the tablecloth, it pulled loose, causing him to jerk

her into his arms as he

the world

could react, the wheelchair tipped sideways, and she landed directly

the buttons on his shirt had come undone, exposing his

down her back, and she instantly sobered up. She was about to scramble to get off when

concerned after hearing

Tim appeared in the doorway, and the first thing they saw were the dishes scattered across the

his brows, looking

before rushing forward. Everyone had drunk a little

Lambert, what do you think you're doing here? How

Henderson just a moment

should maintain some decorum. If Mr. Henderson doesn't want this, you can't force him into

she tried to scramble to get off Ethan. But in her

pulled at it, the remaining buttons snapped off with a sharp crack, scattering

long pause, he muttered

words, more than anything, seemed to confirm what the

been saying-Grace, shameless as she was, was forcing

grabbed the back of

a forceful

forehead were

patience. "And you still say you have no ulterior motives, Grace? You really have no

her, he rarely ever spoke with such

was speechless and unable

up to adjust his shirt, trying

done. She had no excuses

just drank too

the usually composed Ethan in