Regret Came Too Late

As soon as she left, Tim opened the door and walked in. He stood before Ethan deferentially while his mind raced with many thoughts.

Indeed, those people were Jordan's bodyguards, and they were currently on their way back to Henderson Residence. If Ethan didn't stop them, what Grace had said would definitely reach Jordan's ears.

Tim had come in to see what Ethan was going to do. He waited in silence.

However, ten minutes had passed and Ethan was still reviewing the documents.

The sound of the pen nib across the paper was sharp and clear.

Only when Tim saw that it was about to hit the 15-minute mark did he ask

tentatively, "Mr. Henderson, should I stop them?"

Ethan's hand stopped for a moment, and his eyes flickered a few times before he returned to his calm self. He responded, "No."

"But..."

If he did not stop them, Jordan might really do something.

Sometimes, Tim had no idea what Ethan was thinking.

his pen down. When he heard footsteps coming from outside, he knew that Grace had returned. The corners

understand what he meant by

Tim was here as well. She placed the tray next to Ethan before wiping the spoon several times. "Mr. Henderson, I noticed that you didn't have anything to eat earlier. Have some

gaze, and

thoughts

once again, picked up his pen, and resumed reviewing the document

the only one who knew that Ethan had already

it up. When the food became cold again, she reheated

his pen down and pick up the spoon to take a sip of the stew. As the stew had already been reheated several times, the taste had gone unpleasant.

standing at the side, could tell that Ethan was happy. He looked at Grace with sympathy. No matter how smart Grace was, Ethan was far better when it came

Grace saw that Ethan was finally willing to eat the

on the back of his neck. Then, she looked

her mind. She was speaking to someone. "He's

could feel a stabbing pain in her head. She began rubbing her temples. At the same time, her chest

Who was this "he"?

who was she