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."

but even after fifteen vases,

eyes dimmed, and his mood

asking people to send over

master of traditional carving arrived—it had once gone for 20 million dollars at

expected to

elegant,

placed the

for the elevator with the

dabbed his forehead,

magnolia look only "acceptable" in

like a game of house with Grace, completely

second floor, setting it by his

the flowers wouldn't last, and that thought dragged his smile

up and, spotting the shift, chimed in, "There's advanced

a reply, then added,

and silently made the call, too drained to

was so

whole trip had revolved around

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

on her. It felt like she had

and shot

you taken your meds,

"Yes."

What a cold response.

the more annoyed she became, even if she couldn't quite figure

but really-the mighty CEO of

and tossed her phone

hungry, and the fridge

opened the door, she ran into Selene

holding a woven basket and

"Grocery run?" Grace asked.

ended up

Christmas when she saw the

couldn't even remember how she spent it last year-only that back then, everyone in

and townhouses in the area, so most of the goods were premium

of emerald bracelets and asked, puzzled, "Who

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

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