Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 394

In Ethan's sight, a slim silhouette broke through the sea of white, the crimson flower in her hand burning like a tiny flame.

Grace went into the car, shaking the snow from her hair before pulling the door shut.

She immediately held out the magnolia to him.

Ethan didn't reach for it. His gaze stayed locked on the petals, on the snow melting slowly there.

Grace thought he hesitated because of the cold and leaned in to brush the snow away, only to be stopped by his question.

"What if this tree belonged to someone else?"

Without missing a beat, she answered, "When I pick them, they become yours."

Just as Ethan reached out, her words caught him off guard. His hand curled into a fist, and the veins on the back became rigid.

Grace, noticing his strange reaction, quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

He ducked his head and hummed quietly before taking the magnolia carefully.

"Thank you," he added in a soft voice.

Grace could tell that his mood had brightened.

She scrambled to the driver's seat, starting the car with quick, nervous moments, afraid he would change his mind and ask for something else.

As the car kicked into gear, the soft fragrance of magnolias from the back seat brushed against her senses.

"Do you like magnolias, Mr. Henderson? How special. Most people just see the winter's blank whiteness, but hidden inside... there's this bold flash of red, like..."

Realizing her words might be stepping over a line, she clamped her mouth shut. Ethan was a lot like winter itself. On the surface, he was cold and unapproachable -yet the moment he fell sick, he asked for flowers.

The contrast was almost ridiculous.

do," he said softly. "No

now, and Grace

least he seemed more like

smiled faintly and floored

your people at Druville and have them send a helicopter.

worried

Her smile faltered.

him right now—not

here, Mr. Henderson. I can't just let anything happen

they had absolutely nothing to show for the trip. Her

place was nothing but ruins. If you had

we wouldn't have dragged you all the way out

his nose, a faint smile brushing across his

"I didn't know."

Grace went silent immediately.

Perhaps he had only passed by that spot

the rearview mirror, and their eyes

at the flower, gently swinging it back and forth, clearly in a

to say?"

talking about it with my boyfriend once when we were kids, we

sudden and patchy, she

to

his eyes, his Adam's apple

magnolias. Your boyfriend had good

look,

that your way of complimenting yourself, Mr.

moment, Ethan's grip tightened-hard enough to almost snap the stem- before he caught himself and let

have sounded wrong. She rushed to add, "I mean, because you like

gaze, running a light fingertip across

should stay with him and

nothing, eyes locked on the

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