Regret Came Too Late

Grace had no choice but to turn around and face him. "Is it your chest or your back?"

"My chest." Ethan lowered his gaze. There were a few beads of sweat on his nose, making him look more vulnerable.

Grace gritted her teeth and put her hand on his chest. His body temperature was abnormally high and even higher in places with red rashes. Her fingertips trembled from the heat.

Ethan's hand suddenly covered the back of Grace's. Her fingertips curled up as she wiped the inappropriate thoughts from her mind.

"Let go of your hand. I'll help you to scratch it."

Ethan's gaze was fixed on her face. Seeing that she wasn't looking back at him and seemed uncomfortable, the corner of his lips curled up for a moment. "Okay."

He moved his hand away, letting Grace's fingertips softly scratch his skin. She asked after a few scratches, "Are you feeling better now?"

His breathing grew heavier, and she could feel his body getting even more heated and harder than before.

Ethan didn't say a word and kept his lips pressed tightly together. Grace thought her actions were helping, so she kept scratching his chest for a long time.

as he suddenly grabbed her

if Ethan was feeling a bit better now. But before she could

her face burst into a bright shade of red. She quickly

to convince herself that Ethan's reaction was normal as only his

thoughts, she felt a pair of burning hands wrap around her waist. She had a layer of thick bed sheets around her, but even so, she could still feel

from Ethan. "You can go ahead and sleep if you're feeling better now. I think people will be coming to fetch

only tightened his hold around her waist. It was so slender that it felt as if it was made to

a serious look on her face. "Mr. Henderson, I really don't have any other feelings for you. I don't know if it's your male instinct or

Bennett and I can help you find one you'll be satisfied with when we get back to Druville. You can let her be your secretary if

fell on Grace's face. He saw that

to her. Grace suddenly felt a bit awkward, wondering if she had been thinking

sheets tighter around her and got off the bed to sleep on the couch. However, she heard him speak up. "You can just sleep here. I'm the

a hint of bitterness in Ethan's words. Feeling a lump in her throat, she was unable

little closer to him. "Don't sleep so far away. You still have a fever, and the heater isn't warm enough. That was just a normal male physiological reaction just