Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

Grace didn't know how to respond and was breaking out in a cold sweat.

Meanwhile, Ethan slowly pushed the cup aside before speaking in an even calmer tone. "My father might be in contact with you pretty soon."

Before this, Grace had reassured Jordan that she harbored no other feelings for Ethan. But Jordan was not just anyone. He would never believe any excuses she had.

She pursed her lips and kept silent as she quickly thought of a countermeasure. Unfortunately, she would not be able to wriggle her way out of this. All she could do was come clean. "I was just trying to help you, Mr. Henderson. You looked like you didn't want to be here."

"Did I ask for your help?" His tone was calm, even calmer than usual.

Instantly, Grace became speechless. After all, he really did not ask her for help. It was a one-sided favor.

If Jordan were to get himself involved, she would not be able to walk away from this. She only spoke after a minute's pause. "What should I do now?"

She had just finished speaking when Ethan maneuvered his wheelchair, leaving the place.

This made her panic a little. Immediately, she hurried over. "Mr. Henderson..."

Ethan got on the elevator, and all she could do was follow after him. The elevator reached his presidential suite. When the door shut, they were the only ones in the room. He moved his wheelchair into the bedroom, and once again, Grace started following him.

When Ethan came to a halt, he stretched his hand out and loosened a button. When he noticed that she was still following closely behind, he arched an eyebrow. "I'm changing."

Grace was really panicking this time. She could not afford to offend Jordan during this period, lest Lambert Group fell further into jeopardy.

"Mr. Henderson, from now on, feel free to use me as an excuse to get out of these blind dates. You wouldn't deprive yourself of such a useful tool, would you? Besides, you didn't even stop me when I said those things. This shows that you still have a say in how things pan out."

Her mind was clear once again. Earlier, Ethan had given his tacit approval when she said those words. She might not know him well, but the Ethan she got to know after waking up was someone courteous. He would not just sit back and watch as Jordan destroyed her.

By this time, Ethan had already unfastened two of his buttons and had tossed his tie onto the bed next to him. He raised his neck slightly and his Adam's apple bobbed. You don't care about your boyfriend anymore?"

"I'll talk to him."

"Talk to him?"

His tone was laced with mockery. He seemed to be implying that no man would find this acceptable.

Grace herself was unsure because Ed had a very unreadable personality. It appeared that he would die if she harbored any feelings for anyone else, even if it was just to spite her.

The reason she had said what she did earlier was to keep herself alive as well as dig some information about that plot of land.

Ethan had already changed into another set of clothes. Then, he cruised toward Grace slowly, a smirk momentarily flashing across his face.

"Very well."

Was that an agreement?

She let out a breath of relief. Then, she placed her hand on the back of the wheelchair and pushed him out. "So, about the land, could you let me in on some information?"

"No."

Grace paused. She thought she had misheard.noveldrama

By then, Ethan had already reached the couch in the living room. He took the document next to him and began reviewing it. The sound of a pen scribbling across the paper could be heard. He had his head tilted downward slightly, seemingly having forgotten the other person's existence in the room.

Grace silently stood there for a moment. When she remembered how he had not eaten anything at the restaurant, she slipped out of the room discreetly, planning to bring some food over.

Now that she was asking him for a favor, she needed to humble herself. What was

the use of pride in a situation like this?