Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 276

Grace had a lingering sense that something about Ed was amiss. His demeanor

had shifted, and he had grown strangely fixated—almost to the point of

obsession.

Also, "that guy" he had mentioned-who was that supposed to be?

"I'm not playing you." She reached out and took his hand, guiding him to sit beside her on the edge of the bed. "And I don't hate you either, so don't let your thoughts get carried away."

"What about the shells?" Ed pressed.

There was something relentless in how he clung to her words, even the ones spoken in passing, as if each word held the weight of a vow.

Grace began to wonder if she had really gone too far this time.

"I forgot," she said. "I'll make it up to you next time."

Ed fell silent. His lips trembled for a moment before he finally said, "You're just making a fool of me, Grace."

She was beginning to grow weary of it all. Needless to say, she wasn't someone who knew how to coax or comfort another.

The atmosphere between them instantly became tense. She simply admitted, "If that's what you think, then we should break up."

No sooner had she said it than she felt an overwhelming sense of hostility, a wave of killing intent that seemed to roll in from all sides. Yet she knew that it wasn't meant for her personally but for the world in general.

He slowly rose, then abruptly framed her face with his hands and brought his mouth down in a fierce kiss.

The metallic taste of blood spread between them when a jolt of pain bloomed on her lips as she reflexively tried to push him away, but he only bit down harder, to which she furrowed her brows in pain.

and he finally

raspy with frustration as he said, "You'll regret this,

from the pain. Nothing about that

her away. He moved toward

mind. I'm

he left. However, this time, he

the sound resonating through the silence. She took a deep breath and slowly lay back down, but after avoiding reality and sleeping for two days just before, sleep was now a distant

as she went to wash her face to clear up her mind. The sky outside had darkened, and just as she

It was Liam.

you're back

Grace felt a warmth spread through her chest, easing the relentlessness that had been gnawing at

the materials I

still a few people causing

darkness crossed Grace's eyes. Without delay, she got into the

years old, but

the stack of documents on the coffee table was enough to tell

been so obedient while you were gone. I read through everything. Mr. Fenwick has even been teaching me how to

actually dim-witted, just spoiled. He was simply mischievous and had been sheltered to such an extent that his sense of

his mind to it, none of these concepts was beyond

her lip. He had never encountered anything like that before and looked

lips were swollen with a faint cut marring their surface. Even the slightest movement sent

a hand to touch her lips before stepping toward the coffee table. "Has Edric been bothering you

some of his senior executives with him, saying I'm too

a doubt, a

on the stack of documents before her. Each

ten minutes carefully reviewing them before settling to a firm conclusion-Liam would turn out just fine. She had just opened her mouth to speak when

Liam refused to relinquish his shares, peace would remain

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