Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 273

Grace had no choice but to turn around and face him. "Is it your chest or your back?"

"My chest." Ethan lowered his gaze. There were a few beads of sweat on his nose, making him look more vulnerable.

Grace gritted her teeth and put her hand on his chest. His body temperature was abnormally high and even higher in places with red rashes. Her fingertips trembled from the heat.

Ethan's hand suddenly covered the back of Grace's. Her fingertips curled up as she wiped the inappropriate thoughts from her mind.

"Let go of your hand. I'll help you to scratch it."

Ethan's gaze was fixed on her face. Seeing that she wasn't looking back at him and seemed uncomfortable, the corner of his lips curled up for a moment. "Okay."

He moved his hand away, letting Grace's fingertips softly scratch his skin. She asked after a few scratches, "Are you feeling better now?"

His breathing grew heavier, and she could feel his body getting even more heated and harder than before.

Ethan didn't say a word and kept his lips pressed tightly together. Grace thought her actions were helping, so she kept scratching his chest for a long time.

After ten minutes, his eyelashes trembled as he suddenly grabbed her hand. "You can stop now."

Grace let out a sigh of relief and wanted to ask if Ethan was feeling a bit better now. But before she could say another word, her knee accidentally bumped into something hot and hard.

She didn't dare to move an inch as her face burst into a bright shade of red. She quickly turned her back to Ethan.

She kept trying to convince herself that Ethan's reaction was normal as only his legs were crippled and not his whole body.

While lost in her thoughts, she felt a pair of burning hands wrap around her waist. She had a layer of thick bed sheets around her, but even so, she could still feel how high the temperature of that pair of hands was.

After lying down again, she moved a little closer to him. "Don't sleep so far away. You still have a fever, and the heater isn't warm enough. That was just a normal male physiological reaction just now. I understand." She closed her eyes and went to sleep after finishing that last sentence.

Ethan had never seen a woman this heartless before. Listening to her soft breathing, he turned around and quietly looked at her face.

The calm in his eyes changed into something wild and intense. He spent a long time making sure that she was fast asleep before slowly turning his body toward her. He gently held her chin with his fingers as he pressed his lips onto hers.

Grace didn't wake up and continued to sleep. Ethan kept kissing, slowly going into a trance. The pressure he had on her chin gradually became bigger as his tongue intertwined with hers, unwilling to let go.

It wasn't until she furrowed her brows that he suddenly snapped out of it and let go of her.

His fingertip brushed her lips, making them even redder with each stroke. He then turned his intense gaze back to her face.