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.

he said softly. "No one's ever given me

Grace was glad she hadn't

least he seemed

and floored the

people at Druville and have them send a helicopter. With the roads blocked, there's no way out. And you're still running a

you worried

Her smile faltered.

now—not bad,

me here, Mr. Henderson. I

after saying it, she realized they had absolutely nothing to show for the trip. Her fingers tightened around

place was nothing but ruins. If you had told us ahead of time,

wouldn't have dragged you all the way out here while you were

his nose, a faint smile brushing across

"I didn't know."

Grace went silent immediately.

couldn't blame someone for what they didn't know. Perhaps he had

rearview mirror,

it

to say?" he

ruins, there was this sinkhole. I remember talking about it with my boyfriend once when we were kids, we got trapped inside. Some things happened. Just now, bits

and patchy,

would have to

eyes, his

many people appreciate magnolias. Your boyfriend

him a sidelong look, a soft

that your way of complimenting yourself,

moment, Ethan's grip tightened-hard enough to almost snap the stem- before

rushed to add, "I mean, because you like magnolias too. You and my boyfriend you

lowered his gaze, running a light fingertip

should stay with him

eyes

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255