Regret Came Too Late

There were many unresolved issues between Grace and Ed.

Yancey was lost in his own thoughts, trying to figure out how to gain more favor and climb the ranks. He had already taken a slap for Grace, so now he thought it might be a good opportunity to ask her to have dinner with him. Surely that would be okay, right?

But before he could say anything, Grace slowly lay back down on the hospital bed, her face full of exhaustion.

"Yancey, I'm a bit tired. Give me some alone time to rest for a bit."

Yancey bit his lip, then asked, "How about dinner later? Or I could bring it to you. You know, your stomach problems flared up again."

Yancey got up to leave, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

Grace had hoped for some quiet time to take a nap, but the door to her room was soon opened again. She thought it was Yancey returning, and her voice carried a hint of annoyance as she asked, "What's the matter now?"

But the man didn't say anything. With Yancey's personality, he wouldn't stay quiet for this long.

Grace slowly opened her eyes, scanning the room. She was surprised to see Ethan.

The last person she wanted to see right now was him. Her expression grew cold, and her voice became stiff. "Mr. Henderson, is there something you need? If not, please leave. I need to rest."

Ethan's fingers, resting on the arm of his wheelchair, trembled slightly before curling inward.

Grace turned over, deliberately facing the other way.

of the wheelchair moving closer, and before she could

shoulder, forcing

your back

"What?"

flared. She was already furious about the

Henderson, this isn't

hours.

this isn't

compene

have no reason

your orders."

a flash of hurt in his eyes. It disappeared as quickly as

more frustrated. She turned back, this time closing her eyes

wasn't sure how much

but she

she had become more cautious around Ethan. Even as she slept, she remained vaguely aware

she could sense that Ethan was still there. It was strange.

While