Regret Came Too Late

When Selene stepped out of the elevator, she happened to run into Grace, who was heading downstairs to take out the trash.

She quickly tugged her collar up and tidied her messy hair.

She had no idea that Grace had already caught a glimpse of her in the private room last time.

Grace also felt a little awkward. She thought to herself, "What lousy timing to be taking out the trash at this exact moment..."

She quickly tried to ease the tension.

"Um, I parked your car in the garage. I'll return your keys in a bit," Grace said.

Selene was usually calm and composed. But right now, she couldn't even pretend to be calm.

She knew all too well about Damien's possessiveness. If he deliberately left marks, they wouldn't fade for a week.

Since she wasn't wearing a high collar tonight, Grace must've seen everything by

now.

She opened her mouth to explain, but when it came to her and Damien's

relationship, it was hard to even put into words.

Grace, however, was tactful enough to step into the elevator first.

"I'll head down and take out the trash. You should hurry up and go get some rest."

Selene breathed a sigh of relief and managed a smile. "Thanks."

Once back in her apartment, she immediately rushed to the bathroom and checked in the mirror.

Sure enough, her neck was covered in marks.

Selene pulled out her phone and saw a message from Vincent. In that instant, she felt completely drained.

If Damien kept this up, her relationship with Vincent was bound to fall apart.

had lost

had been raised too strictly by the Jensen family and that he had been overly attached to her since childhood. She thought he lacked a sense of security and

been more mature than her

her position

in the Jensen family. Everyone looked at

little, she had to be extra kind to Damien just so the family would see

couldn't help but

The family also noticed this, and their attitude toward her grew colder. Sensing this, she wisely left the family business and started

to suddenly spiral like this. Now rumors spread that

would be

was brought into the family to be groomed as a bride,

her sore neck as

from Damien

ignored him. Most of the time, he was just talking to

erratic that she was afraid blocking

he sent a photo of himself holding

image was explicit, to say the least, but she had to

twitched furiously, and she couldn't help but reply, "Damien, are you a

reply for a long

threw her phone aside, struggling to resist the urge to block him again. Soon,

home yet?"

slapped him, he could always bounce back and call

gave a nonchalant grunt in reply, only to hear

fire and won't put it out, so I have

what to say anymore. She

up immediately and felt her entire body burning with

was when the doorbell

composed herself and went

was standing outside, there to return the car

gaze happened to land on the still-lit phone screen, where Damien's latest indecent photo was displayed in

mortified, and her face flushed red. No matter how shameless she

averted her eyes, handed over the keys, and

closed her apartment

in her room, Grace let