Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

Henry stood beside Grace and leaned over to whisper something in her ears. Her expression remained calm as she closed her eyes. She would leave the rest tonoveldrama

him.

Grace was temporarily held in confinement. As long as Henry could find a breakthrough, she would be set free.

She had initially thought she would be held for three days. But just within three hours after entering her cell, someone had come to inform her, "Ms. Lambert, you can go home now."

Grace was a bit confused. When she walked to the police station's front door, she saw Henry standing there. At first, she thought Henry had gotten her out and was surprised at how capable he was.

"Thank you. I don't know how long I would've been in there if it weren't for you," she said.

Henry sighed. "Ms. Lambert, I didn't do anything. Maybe there's someone else helping you."

Grace couldn't put a finger on who had helped her, so she could only send Henry off.

She then hailed a taxi to get home. When she reached her apartment complex, she saw Yancey standing there.

Yancey's eyes lit up as he pointed the car behind him. "I made them pick up the pace in fixing your car, otherwise you'd have a hard time getting to work these next few days."

Grace pressed her lips into a thin line and said sincerely, "Yeah, sorry to trouble you."

Yancey saw a glaring slap mark on her cheek and couldn't help but touch it. "Did someone slap you?"

He seemed to have no idea what happened tonight.

Grace shook her head, her voice a bit raspy. "I'm a bit tired, so I'll be leaving. Thanks for helping with my car."

"Grace, did you tell your boyfriend about all the things that had happened to you? You don't need to always hide things. Even if he can't help you with it, at least he can give you some emotional support."

Grace's footsteps paused. She wasn't really good at telling Ed about her messy life. "Yancey, I'm heading up now."

Yancey simply stood there. Night had already fallen by then, and his face was hidden in the darkness, his expression barely visible. Still, he waved at her with a calm attitude. "Sure, go ahead."

Grace went back to her apartment. The back of her head was pounding because of her tiredness and anxiety.

She poured herself a glass of water and stood by the window. It was only then that she found out it had started snowing outside.

It was the first snow this year-no wonder it had been so cold when she was going back home.

With her eyes lowered, she was just about to finish her water when her phone rang. It was Tim.

She wasn't in the mood to pick up the phone. She didn't want anything to do with Ethan because it would make her remember Jodie.

The phone kept ringing, and Grace turned it off in frustration. Then, she went to the bathroom to take a shower. Just as she was about to fall asleep, the doorbell rang outside.

She went up and opened the door, only to find Anthony standing outside. "Ms. Lambert, Ed's not feeling very well tonight. If you have the time, can you come with me to see him?"

Grace immediately pulled out her phone and checked, but then realized she had turned her phone off.

After starting her phone, she saw a few messages sent by Ed. He was just asking simple things like what was she doing and was she free. He didn't even mention being sick.

"Is it anything serious?" she asked.

Grace quickly followed Anthony out after changing her clothes. Looking at the snow falling outside, a wave of unease suddenly washed over her. "What exactly is that mental illness you were talking about? Is it uncurable?"

Anthony, driving, sighed. "It could be cured when it is in its early state, but he refused to treat it. You also know where he was living. How could someone get better if he keeps living in that kind of place?"