Regret Came Too Late

Grace stepped out of the car right after Alice had driven away. When she got into the same elevator Alice had just used, she caught a whiff of strong perfume still hanging in the air. Alice must have dressed to impress today.

Was she here to see Yancey? But from what she read in the office group chat, Yancey hadn't been to the office in days. With their wedding just ten days away, it was weird how neither of them seemed to care much.

Grace skipped her desk and headed straight to Ethan's office to fill him in on what was happening. But there was nobody in the office. Where had Ethan gone?

She crept toward the break room next door and was about to knock when she heard him talking inside. "I've got my own plan for this. Don't jump the gun. She doesn't hate me as much now, so don't blow it.

"I've always been powerless when it comes to her."

Grace froze at his tired but affectionate tone. Who was Ethan talking to, and who was he talking about? The only person he ever pampered like this was probably Jodie.

give Jodie a chance? Grace left him alone and quietly went back to sit on the office couch. It was

there. Grace immediately said, "Mr. Henderson, I think I can get Mr. Brown to move out.

"Okay."

without much interest, like he did not even care about this matter. Grace felt uncomfortable and at a loss for words. While she sat there wondering what to say next, the office door burst open-it was Yancey who

washed over his face. Rushing over, he pulled her up and crushed her in a hug. Grace could hardly breathe

Yancey

to death! If you're still kicking, why didn't you call or tell the Lamberts? Alice

with each one. Ever since