Regret Came Too Late

Even while resting at home, Quentin couldn't stop thinking about the company. On top of that, the project he'd been working on for over two years was about to launch, so he felt the need to review every contract carefully.

Still in bed, he coughed a few times and glanced at Carmen. "Bring me my laptop."

Carmen sighed. "You're not in any condition to work. Alice is already handling everything at the company. Don't you remember how capable she is? She's been working nonstop all week, and I'm worried she'll wear herself out."

He smiled contentedly before rubbing his forehead. "Alice is certainly capable, but this project has been two years in the making. It's key to the Lambert family's international expansion. I've invested everything in it and can't let it fail now, especially with the higher-ups watching closely."

She sat next to him on the bed and took his hand. "Alice took your laptop. She said you'd never resist checking work messages. She even turned off your phone. Take it easy this week, and don't worry about anything else. She's even handling Grace's funeral, poor thing."

Quentin fell silent. The mention of Grace hit him like a wave-the pain in his chest sharp and sudden, draining the strength he'd been holding onto.

Only then did Carmen notice the tears in his eyes. He had always been the family's pillar, and the last time he'd cried was when Albert passed.

Her heart ached with sympathy, but she also felt a bitter resentment toward Grace. If only Grace had passed sooner, their family might not have been in this situation.

...

Hospital, she found Paul

flowers in bloom. There weren't many, but each sat perfectly, adding

spotted her right away and

sweeping the floor when she heard him call out to Grace. She quickly dropped

shows you're not as out of your mind as you've been pretending.

then slowly turned around

much older Maria looked. Her eyes were heavy with exhaustion and hopelessness, as

lowering her head in desperate gratitude. "Ms. Lambert, thank you for taking care of Taylor. I don't know how to repay you.

face. Only someone who had been through unimaginable pain could cry like that.

came

sat on a stone bench in the garden, Maria trembling as if she had just received terrible news. Meanwhile, Grace remained patient, waiting for Maria

in a car accident and lost all my memories. I didn't even remember who Taylor was. When I came that day, I had a task from Henderson

been at a disadvantage. I'm being honest with you now, and

for a long moment before finally sighing deeply. "No wonder. I knew