Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 395

As the car stopped in front of Palm Bay, Grace stepped out first, reaching to steady Ethan.

But his hand jerked away, quick and sharp, like she had burned him.

Grace stared at him with a deadpan look.

Just hours ago, he had practically melted into her touch in the backseat. Now, he was recoiling like she had insulted him.

She stepped back and gestured for the others to help instead.

Ethan was helped out slowly, the magnolia still in his hand.

Grace glanced at it, and her irritation slipped-just like Ed, he liked the same flower and shared the same taste.

"Take care, Mr. Henderson. I'll get going now. Don't forget your meds, and stop pushing yourself so hard."

"Mm."

Ethan was already being wheeled inside and didn't even glance back.

Grace didn't wait, and she had no interest in reading his silence.

However, there was no way she would get a cab out here.

A few minutes later, a car pulled out from Palm Bay, sent to drop her off.

She accepted it.

After all, it was still snowing, and there was no need to freeze for pride- Christmas was around the corner.

Inside Palm Bay, Ethan looked oddly cheerful.

"Give me a vase," he said to Tim.

Tiim knew exactly where the magnolia came from.

He brought one over, but Ethan barely gave it a glance before pulling the flower back out.

"Too plain. Get something prettier."

vase, but even after

eyes dimmed,

calls, asking people to send

master of traditional carving arrived—it had once gone for

expected to appreciate

the elegant,

the

heading for the

dabbed his

mountain-picked magnolia look only "acceptable" in a vase

treating this like a game of house with Grace, completely

vase to his bedroom on the second floor, setting it by his

the flowers wouldn't last, and

spotting the shift, chimed in, "There's advanced tech

hummed a reply, then added, "Though I don't really

silently made the call,

home, she was so drained she could barely lift a

whole trip had revolved

her—she hadn't gotten anything out of it. But surely, he wouldn't lie...

crept up on her. It felt like she had been strung

and shot

your meds,

"Yes."

What a cold response.

it, the more annoyed she became, even if she

him if he was playing her, but really-the mighty CEO of Henderson Group, pulling stunts just for

deeply and tossed her phone

hungry, and the fridge was

the door, she ran into

holding a woven

"Grocery run?" Grace asked.

ended

realized it was almost Christmas when she saw the

last year-only that back then, everyone in the Lambert family was still

supermarket catered to the upscale villas and townhouses in the area, so most

of emerald bracelets and

"My mom. Her birthday's in a few days." "You're heading back

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