Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

Anthony looked at Grace through the rearview mirror and suddenly said, "Maybe you can persuade Ed."

Grace looked at the flying snowflakes through the window, her gaze unfocused. "I don't know anything about his past. How can I persuade him?

"If he has an important reason for staying there and that's the only place he feels safe, is it really good for him when I ask him to leave in the name of love?"

As she said this, she slowly closed her eyes and leaned back. "There are so many times I don't even know how to get along with him."

She didn't know who owed the other in the first place, but she always instinctively felt the need to give in to him.

Anthony was a bit surprised, as he hadn't expected Grace to think so deeply. Grace was too rational-itwas easy for people to fall for her, but that clarity of hers was like a double-edged sword.

When the car stopped at a traffic light, he sighed. "Did he tell you about his brother?"

"He mentioned it a few times, but I don't really know anything specific."

She had thought Anthony would say something about it. But when the car started to move again, he didn't say a word.

After two hours, the car pulled up in front of the run-down villa. There wasn't any light coming out from the building, so it was difficult to know if anybody was in it.

Grace was the first one to get out of the car. When she saw Anthony not coming out, she asked, "What should I do?"

With one hand on the steering wheel, Anthony rubbed between his eyes with the other. "His insomnia is very severe. If this goes on, his body definitely can't handle

it.

"If you have some free time, try spending more time with him. You did this before..."

He suddenly stopped his words and slightly took a breath in.

"Anyways, he should be better with you around. Recently, he had been thinking about using a medication that comes with some side effects. That medication

might cause him to hallucinate and hear things in later stages.

"I've tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't listen. Maybe you can try." Anthony, became a bit frustrated as he spoke. It was clear that he

wouldn't have asked for Grace's help if he had any other choice

Grace nodded and was about to walk away when Anthony pulled out a box of fever medicine from the glove box.

"He's having a fever right now, but he refused to go to the hospital. Go give him this fever medicine and make him get some proper sleep."

Grace grew angrier with every word Anthony said. She couldn't understand how could Ed be that careless in taking care of himself by refusing to go to the hospital. With the medicine in her hand, she headed straight into the villa.

Ed had a bad habit of sleeping on the couch outside instead of going to his bedroom. He would curl himself into a ball on it as if he were a poor little puppy abandoned by its owner.

Grace had been so busy recently that she didn't really have the time to talk to Ed.

She followed her memories straight

to the couch and saw a familiar figure on it. As she kneeled beside the couch, she reached out to check Ed's forehead and was thrown off by how hot it was.

"You're so sick. Were you planning to tough it out if I hadn't come?" she muttered.

Ed hadn't expected Grace to come. As he moved his body, the words that came out of his mouth sounded weak. "I'm sorry."

Grace fed the medicine straight into his mouth before she gave him some water that she had brought along.

He swallowed unconsciously and added, "I'm sorry."

She was curious as to why Ed was apologizing. She fumbled around the coffee table and pulled out a few sheets of tissue paper to wipe the sweat off his forehead.noveldrama

Ed grabbed Grace with his burning palm. The room was dark and they couldn't see each other's faces, but she could still feel the pain in his complex gaze.

"Grace, I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry."

Grace assumed Ed was delirious from the fever, and she felt slightly heartbroken. "It's okay. No matter what you're sorry about, I forgive you."