Regret Came Too Late

Grace walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and casually picked out a few ingredients before getting to work.

But her mind kept drifting to Ed's situation. Distracted, she accidentally sliced her finger.

Though it was a small cut, it still bled quite a bit.

She forced herself to focus, finished cooking the rest, and then took out the bottle. With a discreet shake, she added two pills into the food.

What she didn't know was that the kitchen door was custom-made. From the inside, nothing outside could be seen-but from the outside, it was nearly transparent. Every move she made was perfectly visible.

Grace carried the dishes to the table and smiled at him.

"Mr. Henderson, come eat," she said.

Ethan closed the file in his hand slowly and maneuvered his wheelchair over.

Grace set the dishes for him and ladled a bowl of soup.

Ethan didn't take it. His eyes lingered on the soup, unmoving. After a few seconds, he lowered his gaze.

"I hurt my hand. Feed me," he requested.

Grace glanced at his hand. Wasn't he just holding a pen moments ago?

But she didn't dare voice her question. She scooped up some soup with a spoon and brought it to his lips.

Ethan looked up and gave her a quick glance.

Grace smiled awkwardly. "Drink up. I'm a good cook, you know?"

a moment, then lowered his head and drank

"Tastes good."

out a breath. "I'm glad

she was about to end

been eavesdropping the whole time. He

had planned to come clean to Ethan once the call was over,

heart attack. She jumped up from her seat. "Mr.

think I'd use some slow-acting poison? Heh, that drug kills instantly

immediately ended the

the car earlier, she had already replaced the pills in the bottle. She would never

been putting on a show because she

to Ethan's side. With no time to waste, she pried

regular vitamins! Why did he

She continued for ten full minutes before he finally

reddened eyes, "Mr. Henderson, please

to rub his forehead, muttering weakly, "I haven't eaten all day.

furious. Gritting her teeth,

a flushed face, no

knowing what to say.

remained unnervingly calm. It was

of his mouth and asked flatly,

had been furious just a moment ago,

passed out, so I gave you CPR," she

turned strangely unreadable as he scanned her

Grace suddenly remembered-this

with women. She quickly raised her hand to swear. "I didn't mean to! I was

turned away coldly. "Get out. I