Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

Grace's back ached from the impact, but she quickly composed herself. "Mr. Henderson, Mr. Sidler, I accidentally got lost."

Right after she said that, Simon retorted, "It definitely didn't look like you were lost with how sneaky you were acting. You definitely looked like you were hiding to eavesdrop. Grace, didn't I tell you before to stay far away if you see me?

Otherwise, I can't guarantee I won't lay a hand on you."

Right as he finished speaking, he actually pulled out a gun and loaded the chamber.

Grace felt a chill go down her spine. Simon had to be insane to bring a gun here.

She immediately moved behind the couch where Ethan was sitting.

Ethan held a glass of alcohol in his hand. "Simon, put the gun down."

Simon frowned and clicked his tongue before he set the gun aside. However, he wasn't done venting. "Grace, get the hell out of here!"

Grace wasn't an idiot. She could tell by now that Julian and Simon didn't like her. But at least Julian wasn't going to kill her on sight like Simon. Just how many terrible things did she do in the past?

Shouldn't Ethan hate her too? Why did he stop Simon?

Her mind raced, and she soon realized it was all probably because of Yancey.

She gulped. "I'll leave right away."

Right as she got up to go, Ethan said, "Those men outside are waiting for you."

She froze in place. Right, there were still those men outside waiting to cause trouble.

The only reason they hadn't come in here was because of the three powerful figures in here. If she left right now, wouldn't she be walking right into their trap?noveldrama

But staying here felt even more suffocating. Just Simon's gaze alone could have killed her a hundred times over.

She took a deep breath and scanned the room, trying to look for another way out.

But there were only two exits in this private room, and there was no telling if someone was waiting outside either of them.

After thinking for a few minutes, Grace finally resigned herself and sat on the couch that Ethan was on.

It was a three-seater, and Ethan was sitting right in the middle. She sat in the farthest corner and tried to make herself as small as possible.

Simon had wanted to throw a few more mocking words in, but he stopped himself when he saw Ethan's expression. Instead, he started with his own affairs. "Ethan, once you two leave, don't mention that you've seen me."

He had taken Ethan's private jet back this time, and almost no one knew he was back.

He had been hiding abroad for three years, thinking that the Yule family would have already kicked out the woman he was forced to marry. Yet she actually remained for all three years and even had a marital home that was prepared just for them.

Even though Simon had never stepped into that marital home, being legally married still made him very uncomfortable.

He had returned for the sake of getting a divorce. And he wanted the help of his two friends to figure out a way.

Ethan had spent two years abroad as well, but unlike Simon, he had actually met the woman Simon was married to. "She's actually not bad. You could try getting to know her."

"You're joking, right? She's just a woman from a tiny household. If her parents hadn't used their so-called debt of gratitude to pressure my grandfather, do you think she could've married into my family? What's the difference between that and selling their daughter to the Yule family?" Simon retorted.

Simon's eyes were full of resentment as he twirled the glass in his hand.

He said, "That woman is quite stubborn, though. In these three years, no one other than Grandpa has sought her out, but she's still staying in the marital home all this while without causing any trouble. It looks like she's dead set on clinging to her position."

That woman was so low-profile that almost no one knew what she looked like. All people heard was that she was very obedient and well-behaved.