Regret Came Too Late

Alice quickly unlocked Grace's phone.

She scrolled through to the chat with Ethan, her eyes gleaming with greed. She scrolled through their messages but didn't find anything flirtatious or suggestive between them. Her brows furrowed, and her jealousy intensified.

It seemed like Ethan was still secretly in love with her.

Grace didn't deserve him.

With a smirk, Alice quickly typed out a message to Ethan from Grace's phone. "I want to talk to you about the things you've been hiding from me."

What Alice didn't know was that this message hit a nerve.

When Ethan read it, his grip on the phone tightened. Soon, a follow-up message came through—an address to a hotel not far from the Lambert residence.

He rubbed his temples and replied with a single word. "Alright."

Alice, seeing his quick reply, felt a rush of jealousy, her face twisting in frustration. She was burning with anger and wanted nothing more than to rush back to the Lambert residence to end Grace once and for all. However, she took a deep breath and drove straight to the hotel.

Ethan showed up, she was sure he would fall into her trap.

she could find. Then, she mixed the drug into the fragrance oil she had bought, knowing that the scent would make

forever. When she finally heard a knock on the door, she immediately turned

had been carefully selected for its dim lighting so that Ethan wouldn't be able to see clearly. By the time he slept with Alice, it would already be too late. Once she got pregnant, the

shivers of excitement down

opened the door but didn't show herself.

As soon as he inhaled the scent of the fragrance oil, his brow quirked up. He closed the door quietly, and soon, he heard sounds

but before he

longer resist. She quickly

thin clothing.

was thick with desire, almost as if it could drip from her lips. Ethan

the silhouette of a man, but still,

me, Grace. Why aren't you paying attention

Grace at that

motionless in his wheelchair, didn't respond. Instead, he let