Regret Came Too Late

While Simon and Julian were still bickering, they heard Ethan speak up. "If there's nothing else to talk about, I'll be heading back soon."

Simon took a deep breath and pointed at Ethan.

"See? Look at him. As soon as we mention women, he just wants to leave.

"And you still expect him to wait for the right person? It would be a miracle if he doesn't end up marrying his computer. I bet he's going to spend the rest of his life alone with the fortune he has made."

Ethan turned away and didn't bother to respond.

Grace quietly pushed Ethan out in his wheelchair. As the door to the private room closed behind them, she found that comment amusing.

Ethan heard her soft chuckle and felt slightly gloomy. "Is it that funny?"

The words that came out of his mouth sounded like they were squeezed through his gritted teeth.

She immediately stopped laughing.

"I just thought Mr. Yule made a pretty good point. But there's nothing wrong with being like you, either. There aren't many people like you left nowadays," Grace said.

Ethan was sincere when it came to relationships, and he was willing to wait for that one person for so many years.

He lowered his gaze and said nothing further.

wheeling him out. Along the way, they encountered several people who knew Ethan, and they

what he was thinking about. Once they got in the

her boss was hungry, of course, she had to take care

usually required reservations in advance. And if they went to a roadside food stall, he probably

he asked, "Can we not go to

for a

boyfriend now. People might get the wrong idea if

the type who gets jealous very easily. It happened just tonight-he even asked me

inviting Ethan over before, but now

she was being honest, if Ed invited another woman over

was afraid that Ethan would be upset. After all, the issue with their contract had only just been resolved a few hours ago. This was technically

request so bluntly

the corner of his lips suddenly

be mindful of these things. Remember to turn down other guys

out a sigh of

good person, Mr. Henderson. You're very well-mannered

place, I can take you to this food stall as long as you don't mind. It's the one

to read, she still could