Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

When Grace woke up, she realized she was back at the hotel.

She heard Jodie crying out the words, "Uncle Ethan, please don't be mad at me."

They were behind the door. Ethan's tone was icy, but there was a tenderness in it now. "Just this once."

Jodie immediately became excited. "I knew it! I knew you wouldn't stay mad at me. Uncle Ethan, when are we going back to Druville? Grace has been sleeping for so long. How irresponsible of her!"

Grace could feel the blood boiling in her. She was absolutely sure that this incident was all Jodie's doing. But she didn't have the right to say anything since Ethan had already let it slide.

Her head was throbbing with pain right now. When she took out her phone for a look, she found out that she had slept for two days.

She heard the sound of a wheelchair just as she was sitting up. Ethan opened the door and came inside.

The kiss that night came into Grace's mind, helping her return to her calm and rational self.

"Mr. Henderson, I've made up my mind. After going back to Druville, I'm going to resign. Liam still needs me, so I think I'll stay at Lambert Group for a while."

The sound of the wheelchair instantly stopped as Ethan sat there without moving one bit.

Grace turned to him and smiled at him. "I hope you'll approve my resignation."

He swallowed hard, his throat moving with much effort as his hands gripped tightly onto the handles of his wheelchair. All of his emotions were hidden beneath the surface, but Grace could still feel a chill creeping out from him.

"Why?" he asked.

"I think we need to keep some distance between us, especially since that kind of thing has happened. I can't pretend that it never happened before.

"Besides, I have the feeling that Mr. Henderson Senior will have you go on blind dates soon. Since so much has happened to the Henderson family recently, it's time for some happy events to take place."

She got off her bed and checked the project itinerary on her phone. On the second day after she was brought back to the hotel, Ethan and the rest of the team went to the island for a reconnaissance. Both parties then spent the entire day and night discussing the project.

Grace had slept for two whole days, missing everything. But it also meant that she could go back to Druville.

Ethan kept staring at her as he tried to find a trace of any other feelings on her face. However, her face was filled with ease when she talked about resigning.

His breathing immediately became heavy, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. After a long pause, he finally turned around and said in a hoarse voice, "Do whatever you want."

"Thank you, Mr. Henderson. I think I'll be taking the train back. I'm going to buy the ticket later and will probably leave tonight."

Ethan's back went stiff for a moment, but he gave an affirmative response before leaving the room.

After the door was closed, Grace let out a sigh of relief and lay back down on her bed. The memory of that night grew clearer as her fever had already subsided.

It was so clear that she could remember how Ethan's tongue had intertwined with hers and how his breath had invaded hers. She remembered the pressure of his fingers on her chin. She also remembered the dark and brooding look in his eyes as if they were full of unspoken thoughts.

If she stayed at Henderson Group, something beyond her control might happen. So, it was best for her to stay away as fast as possible.

When they were eating in the evening, Tim couldn't help himself and asked Grace, "Did you and Mr. Henderson fight?"

Grace was confused as to why Tim would think someone in a position like hers would fight with Ethan.

"No, we didn't. I just told him that I'm going to resign after we go back."noveldrama

Tim looked at her with a difficult expression. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you really have to leave? Your salary at Henderson Group is not low, and Mr. Henderson treats you very well. Did something happen on the island?" Cóntent

A hint of unease flashed across Grace's eyes. "Nothing happened."

"Grace."

"Yeah?"

"Why... Why don't you just stay in the company? Even if you go back to Lambert Group, we'll still call you when Mr. Henderson can't sleep. You promised this before."

"About that, I'm sorry, Mr. Bennett. I have something to take care of right now. I'll be taking my leave."

"Grace!" Tim was a bit anxious and wanted to follow her, but Grace had already disappeared.

Standing there, he suddenly sighed when he looked at the person who had been sitting not far away the entire time.

Grace rushed back to her hotel room and packed up her things. Then, she quickly went to the train station and hopped on the carriage. When she made it back to Druville, she was exhausted.

She didn't go to Henderson Group to hand in her resignation letter but just sent Ethan an email. After that, she skipped the office without hesitation and stayed home for two days.

It went on until she woke up on the third day. It was pitch-black in her house, but she remembered she had her lights on before she fell asleep.

As she was rubbing her eyes, she finally saw a figure sitting on the couch by the window. She didn't know how long he had been sitting there.

"Ed?" she called out to him. It was then she finally remembered she hadn't been in contact with him for a few days.

His voice was a little hoarse as he asked, "Where are the shells?"

Grace froze. She totally forgot about the shells after what had happened with Ethan when they were in Siltham.

"I'm sorry. I forgot about them. If you still want them, I'll go pick up some for you next time."

Ed strode over and stood in front of her. "What can you remember? You've been back for days and didn't even bother to send me a single message. Even a dog gets a little treat now and then! You've never seen me as your boyfriend. You're only pitying me."

Grace's expression darkened. It was true that she had been running away from things these past few days. It was because she didn't really know how to tell Ed that she and Ethan had kissed. She was scared that it would make him angry.

But it would be a bad idea not to tell him about it at all. So, she ended up avoiding everything after being caught up in the confusion.

Now that she heard him questioning her, she suddenly felt a bit tired.

"Grace, you've never liked me at all. If

I don't contact you first, you won't

remember to contact me. You still hate me as much as before. After you sleep with me, you'll just turn away and chase after that guy you've always liked. You only have eyes on him. You hate me. You-"

He was rambling to himself like a madman when he suddenly froze. His voice

became sharp and dangerous. "Are you playing me?"