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 after vase, but even after fifteen

his eyes dimmed, and his mood

calls, asking people to send over some high-end

a one-of-a-kind piece by a famous master of traditional carving arrived—it had once

vase was expected to

at the elegant, antique

the magnolias

for the elevator

dabbed his

only "acceptable" in

a game of house with

his bedroom on the second floor, setting it by his bed so it would greet him every

and that thought dragged his smile

him up and, spotting the shift, chimed in, "There's advanced tech for this-we can preserve

added, "Though I don't

silently made the call, too

time Grace got home, she was so drained she could barely lift

the whole trip had revolved around

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

of irritation crept up on her. It felt like she

phone and shot

your

"Yes."

What a cold response.

she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, even if she couldn't quite figure out

her, but really-the mighty CEO of Henderson Group, pulling

tossed her phone

she woke up again, it was already ten at night. She was hungry, and

the door, she ran into Selene

was holding a woven basket and raised an

"Grocery run?" Grace asked.

ended up

it was almost Christmas when she saw the festive displays at the

she spent it last year-only that back

villas and townhouses in the area,

by a display of emerald bracelets and

"My mom. Her birthday's in a few days."

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