Regret Came Too Late

Ethan handed Grace a clean towel. She trembled and was about to take it when she accidentally caught a glimpse of the bite mark on his neck.

She paused for a moment and quickly splashed cold water onto her face, trying to clear her head. He kept his hand extended, silently watching her.

Her nose was red from the cold. She stood up and took the towel to wipe her face and body. When she saw the lipstick mark on the back of his hand, she swiftly bent down to wipe it off for him.

But he quickly pulled away and even maneuvered his wheelchair a step back.

This wasn't the first time she had been in such an awkward situation-once, she seemed to have taken advantage of him after getting drunk in a private room. What she did tonight was even more out of line. She had embarrassed him in front of everyone.

She was utterly ashamed. Ethan had always been an impeccable figure with a top-notch reputation in the industry.

She rubbed her arm with her head hung low, trying to ease the awkwardness, but she didn't know what to say. She definitely wasn't drunk tonight; she was drugged.

However, how it had happened no longer seemed important. Now, she had to figure out how to restore his reputation.

After tonight, the entire Druville would be buzzing with their scandal.

for a long time before she offered dejectedly, "Mr.

the projects I've recently secured to Henderson

on the curves of her figure for a few

you short of?" She stepped out of the bathtub, water dripping from the hem of her

in an elegant updo, with a few strands left down. Her eyes were misted over,

Ethan remained silent.

out of the cold water.

at him. "Mr. Henderson, what do you need? I'll give it to you as long as it's

side

instantly flushed red. What did he want? He had wealth and power; it seemed that his only regret was with his first love,

taken her anger out on him, but now, what right

scattered on the collar of his shirt, including the corner of his

felt that she had

into them and then tucked the shirt