Regret Came Too Late

"Mom just called. Apparently, some crazy woman stopped Alice and stabbed her. Mom also got stabbed in the arm. The woman has been arrested, but Alice seems completely unhinged. She's not fatally hurt, but she won't stop screaming."

Grace wanted to rush to the scene, but she couldn't bring herself to leave Quentin. Taking a deep breath, she had a guess who that woman was—Maria.

Alice destroyed Maria's family, and her husband also died in prison. Maria had probably been planning to ambush Alice, and when she had the chance, she was ready to throw her life away for revenge.

Grace had wanted to pull Liam away to ask about the details, but Quentin's raspy voice rang out.

"Speak. I'm listening."

Grace felt drained and could only ask Liam, "What about Mrs. Lambert?"

"Just a minor injury. It's just Alice who's acting like an insane woman. She's been cursing and shouting non-stop. I heard she also scratched a few doctors. I've no idea where she got the strength."

Three bullets and a knife wound from Maria, and Alice was still keeping up with the antics. She really was unbelievable.

Liam leaned in. "Grace, the doctors have removed the bullets from Alice's body. They say she'll probably be sent to a psych ward."

Rubbing her temples, Grace turned toward the bedridden Quentin and pursed her lips. "Send her away, then."

Liam fell silent, drooping his head like he had done something wrong. It wasn't that he didn't feel anything for Alice, but after everything she had done, he couldn't treat her the same as before.

silent for a bit. Then, he went to hug Grace. His voice was thick with emotion, and he was on the verge of tears. "Grace, can you

beginning to feel the weight of loneliness

patted his hand

...

but Liam and Grace had stayed by Quentin's

little hungry. Let's go

black circles under his eyes, Grace knew

downstairs, she saw there were still a few

Liam perked up instantly, bouncing around her like a little

turned on the stove and got to

grabbed the warm soup and

sound and stopped Liam, saying, "This soup still needs more seasoning. Slow down or

said it, she

it too. Not only was there smoke,

bolted out and saw flames

dropped as she rushed upstairs to Quentin's room, but the gasoline had spread,

kicked the door open,