Regret Came Too Late

Once Grace arrived at the hotel, she made her way to the restaurant, but Ethan was nowhere to be seen.

She could only approach one of the staff. Soon enough, she got the number of the restaurant Ethan was in. She had just turned a corner when she saw a woman in a red dress standing in front of Ethan.

From her back view, the woman looked charming. It seemed like they were in the middle of an enthusiastic exchange, considering how she was leaning forward as she talked to Ethan. However, Ethan kept his eyes trained on the ground and remained nonchalant.

Grace stopped in her tracks, almost backing up unwittingly as she thought that she had just interrupted his date.

However, the woman suddenly turned her head and looked in Grace's direction. Instantly, her facial expression changed.

Before Grace could even figure out what was happening, the lady had already grabbed her purse and started walking toward her. She looked at Grace from head to toe and sneered, "He must be blind or something."

The woman walked away right after she said those words. Her heels clicked on the floor loudly, almost drilling holes into the ground.

Grace remained in the same spot, feeling stunned for a brief moment. Then, her eyes met Ethan's.

If she were to leave now, she might just come off as melodramatic. Seeing how there was no one with Ethan, she slowly walked over before grabbing a seat.

"Mr. Henderson," she called out.

cup in front of her had a lipstick stain left

his nonchalant demeanor. He raised his gaze and

before had purely been a man's physiological

stood in stark contrast to his nonchalance. This made her feel like

Grace chuckled, looking relieved.

Henderson, do you happen to know anything about the contract between

it for something in

mine. Are you

paused for a moment. She lifted her gaze to find another woman who was dressed

woman looked at Grace with hostility. However, the moment she met Ethan's eyes, her gaze instantly softened.

rubbed the rim of

gaze lowered and his expression was att nonchalant, she sat

your chance. Ethan and I have already finished discussing our

looked at Ethan and asked, "Mr. Henderson, is that

lips curled into

deep breath, her face turning

the woman to leave before she allowed herself