Regret Came Too Late

Grace left the place with her steps feeling lighter.

When she returned home, she sat on the couch. Realizing that she was not able to fall asleep, she grabbed her laptop next to her and started working.

To her surprise, the doorbell rang, which made her a little bit miffed. When she went to open the door, she found Lyle standing there.

Lyle was a man with feminine appearance. He seemed to have been seriously injured. The moment he lifted his head and saw Grace in front of him, he looked pleasantly surprised for a brief second before returning to being calm again.

"Ms. Lambert, I got into an accident downstairs."

Grace was a little surprised. She took a step back and invited him in.

She had a first-aid kit. After all, he was considered an artist of hers. If his face became disfigured, who would be her source of income?

There were some scratches on Lyle's face, and blood stains covered his arms. Grace brought the first aid kit over and gestured toward the couch.

To her surprise, he just plopped down on the floor and peeled off the shirt he had hung over his arm.

"I'm fine with sitting on the floor. I'm all dirty. Wouldn't want to stain your couch."

Grace opened up the first aid kit and applied some disinfectant before stopping the bleeding.

She was still rather confused. "How do you know that I live here? Is your car badly damaged? What about your brother?"

"He wasn't with me. My car's been towed. It's not that bad. My injuries are pretty minor as well. I got your address from someone else so I thought I'll just stop by for a while."

Grace treated the wounds on his hand. Then, she moved on to his fingers.

Lyle had features that stood out, but there were many calluses on his fingers. It seemed like he had been using weapons for a long time.

so how could he have

Grace around ten minutes to secure the bandages. She let out

he leaned against the wall. "Ms. Lambert, can

was a man, it was rather inconvenient for him to do so, and Grace usually

seeing how he was in such a bad shape, she could

can take the

her laptop from the coffee table and went to her

He

was around this time that his phone rang. It

"I'm fine."

you not to go find her? You don't even know how much of a freak

choked up with emotion, slowly clenching his fist that was hanging down at the side. "How could you stand being

to come look for Grace. Why

finally felt relieved. "Why do you even bother arguing with a psychopath like him? You better

waiting on orders. If that bastard really decides to do something crazy, none of us will come out of this

take a cigarette out to smoke, but when he realized that it was Grace's living room, he slowly

worry about it. I'm at Grace's. The one who was running after me is

not want Grace to realize anything

before Zack felt the need to remind out of concern. "Don't ever do this again. It's not worth losing your life over this. It was also because

pain in his chest-it was unbearable. Those people did

to be bedridden in the

Grace finally gets her memories back, I'm going to

a piece of crap that man was-Grace wasn't

so carelessly. From what I know, Grace has

"It's all an illusion."