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.

recently, so how could he have come in contact with things

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

leave. Instead, he leaned against the

a man, it was rather inconvenient for him to do so, and Grace usually wouldn't have allowed

he was in such a bad shape, she could

can take

cleared her laptop from the coffee table and

left alone in the living room. He rubbed his eyes and finally let

phone rang. It was

"I'm fine."

You don't even know how much

clenching his fist that was hanging down at the side. "How

to come look for Grace. Why the

Zack found out that Lyle was fine, he finally felt relieved. "Why do you even bother arguing with a psychopath like him? You better not say

We're all just waiting on orders. If that bastard

when he realized that it was Grace's living room, he slowly put it back

The one who

did not want Grace to realize anything was

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 of

Lyle could feel was pain in his chest-it was unbearable.

him to be bedridden

back, I'm going to teach that crazy

piece of crap that man was-Grace wasn't even his

speechless, and he started rubbing his brows. "You should also learn to stop speaking so carelessly. From what I know, Grace has become pretty close

"It's all an illusion."