Regret Came Too Late

Grace took a deep breath, her tone softening as she said, "I'll go buy the matching cups and flip-flops right now. At least give me an address, or how am I supposed to find you later?"

Ed quickly sent her an address, but it was in a really remote area, way out in the suburbs.

Grace checked the address against nearby buildings and saw that it was mostly rundown factories, completely deserted.

She felt her heart sink. Had he been working all this time in the dark and still couldn't afford a decent place?

Still, she didn't say anything. She just told him she'd be going over in the evening.

It had been a while since Grace had gone shopping, so she invited Joanne to join her. Joanne happily agreed, and they met at the mall.

While browsing through the luxury section, Grace immediately spotted a pair of expensive flip-flops, two hundred dollars a pair, and of course, they were the matching kind.

Joanne, who had dressed up specially for today, gasped when she saw the price. "Grace, isn't that a little too expensive?"

Grace reached for the flip-flops, but before she could grab them, someone else snatched them up. The voice that followed was dripping with sarcasm.

"People like you shouldn't even think about buying shoes like these. This kind of stuff isn't for people who need to save for months just to buy a pair."

Grace looked up, recognizing the voice. It was Jodie.

Jodie, wearing a hat and black sunglasses, was the picture of a spoiled rich girl. She smirked when she saw Grace and shook the flip-flops she had taken.

"Grace, your family doesn't even give you enough money, and here you are pretending to be rich. And your friend-what's the deal with her? She looks like she works as a waitress somewhere. Even if she could buy these, I'd love to know where the money's from."

they were getting. Her face turned a shade of

pulled Joanne behind her and calmly

being a little rude, don't you think?" Grace

Grace, hitting her in the head. The pain made Grace wince

all out with my words yet. You little bitch, you've made Alice cry every day, and now she's got depression. You even threw a file at me at Henderson Group. Running into

more, Grace hurled her handbag at her. The bag hit Jodie's forehead with a sharp thud,

wait! I'll get my uncle to fire you! I'll make him have you

hoping to buy a gift for Ethan. Now, she was sobbing as she

the luxury store, unmoving, and turned to check

she shook her head. She said, "Maybe we should go somewhere else? Ms. Henderson was right. Everything

said, "It's fine. No one says you can't browse just because you can't afford it. Plus, I'm in a good mood

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so I'm in a good mood. Why not let me get you a

a small smile, but her eyes

of matching flip-flops and a few white button-up

from what she could tell, he was easily over six feet tall

behind, clearly curious about

if you have the time, why don't you bring your boyfriend out for dinner? I'll treat. I'm just really

good-looking, actually. He's pretty insecure about his looks, but if he doesn't want to, I won't pressure him. I'll

who wasn't attractive, working as a server?

struggling to process it. "So, how