Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

When Grace went downstairs, she bumped into Jodie, who was just about to walk into the elevator. Jodie was in a hurry to chase after Ethan, and her face was filled with anxiety. But the moment she saw Grace, that anxiety instantly turned into

anger.

"Grace! You bitch!"

Jodie was so angry that she raised her hand to slap Grace, but Grace caught her wrist before that.

The receptionists saw the commotion over there and wanted to go over to persuade them. They were afraid that Grace's conflict with Jodie would lead to them being blamed by the hotel manager again.

But before they could get there, they saw Grace raise her hand and slap Jodie. Jodie's head tilted slightly as her lips quivered. "You dare slap me?"

Grace scoffed at her words and crossed her arms. "Ms. Henderson, this isn't the first time that I've slapped you. I've even put you in the hospital. Guess you haven't learned your lesson, have you? If I were you, I'd be more quiet."

The receptionists all stopped in their tracks.

They had been afraid that Grace would get the short end of the stick, but it turned out that she was even more outrageous than Jodie. On top of that, it looked like she and Jodie knew each other. It seemed that Jodie had finally met someone she couldn't push around.

For some reason, they suddenly felt oddly satisfied. They wouldn't mind if Grace gave Jodie another slap across the face.

Grace let go of Jodie's wrist and moved to the side. "I remember you mocking me for being a simp not long ago. But look at you, chasing after Ethan for all these years. And yet, he still has no clue how you feel. Would you like me to tell him on your behalf?"

Jodie's face instantly turned white. Ethan had always treated her as his junior. The only reason she dared to act spoiled around him was also because of that.

If he knew about her feelings toward him, Ethan would definitely keep his distance in the future.

"Don't you dare!"

Grace's expression became cold. She slowly approached Jodie, her eyes full of threat. "I can keep quiet. But it'd be best for you to be more respectful when you see me in the future. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control my mouth and I'll end up letting the noble Mr. Henderson find out what kind of inappropriate thoughts his precious junior has of him. Tsk, tsk."

"Grace!" Jodie was so angry that her body couldn't stop shaking, but there was nothing she could do.

Grace gave her a wave before going straight to the hotel's restaurant.

Jodie bitted her bottom lip fiercely, her eyes filled with malice. While cursing Grace in her mind, she swore to make sure Grace could never go back to Druville this time.

After Grace was done with her meal, she returned to her room, only to find Tim already waiting for her.

"Ms. Lambert, didn't you say you're good at giving massages?"

Grace thought that this was probably a hint for her to give Ethan a leg massage right now.

"Mr. Henderson was in the car for a whole day, and his legs are hurting. Moreover, his legs became like this because of you."

Grace had nothing to say after being accused of that. It was indeed because of her that Ethan's legs were injured.

She took a deep breath and went straight to his room. When she opened the door, Ethan had just finished his bath, so he only had a loose robe on him.

With his hair down, he leaned against the bathroom door. After giving her a glance, he tried walk toward his bed with difficulty.

Seeing that the layout of his room was different from hers, Grace knew that his room had been disinfected and altered. She also saw how much effort took Ethan to move, so she quickly walked over and grabbed his hand to help.

"Mr. Henderson, are your legs still not healed after all that physiotherapy?"

Grace had once said that she would be available at any time until his legs were fully recovered. But she had been a bit cold toward him lately.

She was holding onto his arm, so her fingers naturally brushed against his skin.

Ethan's robe revealed a large area of his chest, and his belt was tied hastily around his waist, looking as if it might slip off at any moment. With water still dripping from his hair, he looked like he had just stepped out of a beautiful painting.

Grace squatted by the bed and started massaging his calves. When she lifted her head to tell him something, a drop of water dripped from his hair and accidentally fell into her eyes.

She blinked her eyes, causing them to become red instantly. She couldn't help the urge to rub her eyes.

Ethan's hand grabbed onto her wrist. "Don't touch your eyes with your hands."

She could only blink hard a few times before that foreign sensation finally faded away.

"Why don't you dry your hair first? Otherwise, water will still drip onto me."

She found the clean towel Tim had prepared in the luggage and gave it to him. However, he didn't take it.

That was when Grace noticed the scratches on Ethan's hands and arms. It was

as if he had crushed something with too much force.

"What happened to your hands?"noveldrama

"It's nothing."

"How could you say it's nothing? You're bleeding. Did you crush a cup? Let me

call Mr. Bennett to help take care of the wounds."