Regret Came Too Late

The following day, Grace woke up with the same dilemma, wondering if she should take the initiative and resign first to save some dignity.

Feeling sluggish, she dragged herself out of bed and headed downstairs, only to run into Yancey. It turned out he had also spent the night at the Lambert residence.

Yancey's gaze lingered on her bare face, and something tightened in his chest. He had seen Grace at her most vibrant, full of life. Her beauty was undeniable. Though many were quick to judge her character, no one ever questioned her looks.

He couldn't take his eyes off her face, and when he snapped back to reality, he quickly started heading downstairs. In his haste, he even tripped.

Grace couldn't be bothered. She was about to head home when Yancey called after her. "Grace, I wanted to take you somewhere today. It might help you regain your memory. I even checked with the doctor."

She frowned and walked straight to the living room door. "Can you just leave me alone?" she said impatiently.

few seconds. He had said that phrase countless times over the years, but hearing it

his chest, and his

felt even more irritated. Of all things, seeing Yancey like this unsettled

easily. Instead, he said, "I'm just trying to help. Without your memories, you'll always be at a disadvantage. That could put you in danger. I know I was wrong before, but this time, I mean it-I want

always at a disadvantage. She was about to respond when Alice suddenly

myself together, but I'm terrified I'll lose it again." She clutched her head as if she were on the

even said a word, yet Alice had already thrown

whole family rushed to her side-some handed her medicine while

wanted to ask her

had seen enough. She turned to leave, but