Regret Came Too Late

Grace stared at the flower in front of her, then glanced around at the surrounding

scene.

The memory that had just flashed through her mind had happened here, and she had been the one in it.

So... her first time with Ed was in this very place?

Her brows furrowed as she looked down, trying to recall more details. However, the harder she tried, the more her head throbbed.

Just as she raised her hand to massage her temples, a pair of hands gently pressed down on them, slowly kneading in circular motions.

Grace tried to turn around, but the cloth blindfold dropped once more over her eyes.

She sighed. "Are you feeling better?"

"Mhm."

It would seem he hasn't fully recovered. Otherwise, why so few words?

She didn't struggle and quietly waited for him to tie the cloth again before turning to face him. "Have I been here before?"

As soon as she asked the question, the man's grip on her wrist instantly tightened -so much so that it hurt.

She didn't make a sound, but he quickly realized what had happened and let go. Still, a red mark was already forming on her fair skin.

He lowered his head and gently rubbed her wrist as if trying to soothe the pain.

Sensing his remorse, Grace decided to let it go and changed the subject.

"Our first time... It was here, wasn't it?" she asked again.

When she walked in earlier, the place had struck her as quite beautiful. And in those fleeting memories, she had clearly enjoyed it. So, why had things escalated to the point of her hitting him?

The man didn't respond and merely continued caressing her wrist.

Grace was genuinely fed up with her memory loss. Not knowing anything made her feel perpetually helpless.

She raised her hands and touched his face, finally feeling the heat radiating from him.

"You still have a fever?" Grace questioned.

"Mhm."

panicked and instinctively reached to remove her blindfold,

"Don't look at me."

I won't look. But at least take your meds. Why are you even out here

no wonder you're being so quiet today, acting all moody like my boss. I'm really

Ed stayed silent.

quickly realized she had said the wrong thing and

up some sweat. I

he'd stay angry, but to her surprise, his fingers began undoing her

head aside-only to remember she couldn't see anything

water, she leaned against Ed's chest. Her thoughts

about your boss? They say he used to be an undercover agent. But

shoulders. His touch was just right, making her whole body go soft. She

had said and asked lazily with her eyes half- closed, "You ever hear anything like that around

fingertips paused for a few seconds.

perked up immediately and slowly turned around, straddling his waist with

"So, it's true?"

she looked like in that moment. Beneath the rippling

deepened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his fingers slid downward for a

parts are exaggerated, but it's

your boss has had quite the legendary life. It's no wonder The

turned to face him, resting

his lap. A

time, she rested her

wandering hands occasioneved

her speech to

his hand

"The girl who saved his life he

once deceived him with a fake, and yet he had found the

tugged at her lips. "So... did they end up

ended badly

like the beginning of a romantic tale. Why did it end

his hand began softly

her, it was already too late. She had someone

happened in between. It's too much to

and bit his shoulder. "You

"It's all hearsay."