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."

even after fifteen vases,

in his eyes dimmed,

some calls, asking people to

one-of-a-kind piece by a famous master of traditional carving arrived—it had once gone for 20

vase was expected to

the elegant, antique piece. His

placed the

muttered, heading for the elevator

his forehead,

mountain-picked magnolia look only

a game

his bedroom on the second floor, setting it by his bed so

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

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

added, "Though I don't

winced and silently made the call, too drained to

time Grace got home, she was so drained she could

the whole trip had

gotten anything out of it. But surely, he wouldn't lie... he couldn't have gone through all that just for a

up on her. It felt like

grabbed her phone and

taken your meds,

"Yes."

What a cold response.

she became, even if she couldn't quite figure out

if he was playing her, but

tossed her phone aside, refusing to send

again, it was already ten at night. She was hungry, and the fridge was empty. With no better option, she decided to

door, she ran

a woven basket and raised an

"Grocery run?" Grace asked.

they ended

when she saw the festive

that back then,

to the upscale villas and townhouses in the area, so most of the goods

a display of emerald bracelets and asked, puzzled, "Who

mom. Her birthday's in a

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