Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 317

Yancey stumbled home in a daze, and even before entering the house, he could already hear Lily's crying.

"What does she want from me? How long does she plan to torment me? I've had enough! I'm going to fight her to the end!"

Lily had been mentally stretched to her limit these days. Every time she closed her eyes, all she saw was people laughing at her.

Her husband, Andrew, had gotten involved with her own sister, and now, everyone was treating her like a joke. Andrew couldn't stand her constant meltdowns at home and simply stopped coming back. Lily tried to complain to Jordan, but after going too many times, the Hendersons stopped letting her in.

Lily was left to argue daily with Yelena, shouting and screaming like a madwoman.

As Yancey stepped into the living room, completely drenched, he was struck by an ashtray thrown by Lily. He didn't even feel the pain. He merely stumbled back a few steps and stared blankly at the blood dripping onto the floor.

Lily was startled and rushed over in a panic. "Yancey, are you alright?"

Yancey raised a hand to cover the wound in a daze.

He suddenly remembered the day Yelena and Andrew got together. He suspected Grace was behind it but later convinced himself she truly loved him and couldn't have done such a thing. So, he let it go. But looking at the chaos around him now, he suddenly started laughing.

Grace held some of the world's most difficult certifications. That woman was no fool. Back when she pursued him, her acting had been eerily convincing. Clearly, she was incredibly capable.

At the time, Lily had tormented Grace and tried to marry her off to her brother, Hendricks Parker. Soon after, Lily's perfect marriage fell apart, and Hendricks ended up in trouble too.

One by one, piece by piece, once it all clicked in his mind, Yancey began to laugh uncontrollably.

Lily was scared by his sudden laughter, thinking the blow to his head had made him stupid. "Yancey, don't scare me like this. I'll take you to the hospital right now."

Her voice trembled with fear as she tried to pull him toward the door. But Yancey stood still and casually wiped the blood from his forehead. "I'm fine, Mom."

Lily's eyes immediately turned red. "It's all my fault. Sheesh, Yelena is coming over again soon. I really can't stand her!"

Yancey leaned in slightly and placed both hands gently on her shoulders. "I'll take care of it."

This was completely out of character for him. He had always been lazy, used to a pampered life where everything was done for him. Lily felt that her son had changed, yet she couldn't quite say how.

Yancey turned and walked straight out.

Lily, still worried, tugged on his arm. "Yancey, are you really okay?"

He smiled again. But with blood still smeared on his face, the grin looked eerie and menacing. "I'm fine, really."

He slowly stepped outside, smoked several cigarettes, and sure enough, saw Yelena approaching the front door.

Yelena had been very pleased with herself lately. She had blackmailed millions of dollars out of Andrew but still wasn't quite satisfied. She wanted to take Lily's place and become the lady of the house.

One should know when to stop.

He slowly smoked the entire cigarette. Suddenly, Lily's scream rang out from behind him.

She decided to follow along as she felt uneasy, only to witness the entire scene. Yes, she hated Yelena and wished her dead. But now that she was actually dead, Lily panicked. "Yancey, what… What did you do?"

Her voice shook. To her, her son had always been obedient and well-behaved. Sure, he made small mistakes now and then, but they were nothing serious. But now… he had killed someone.

She was right—Yancey really had changed.

Lily was overwhelmed with fear and staggered backward. She wanted to call the police, but this was her only son.

She clenched her teeth and finally gave in. "We'll just say she accidentally slipped and fell into the pond."

With a cigarette still between his fingers, Yancey slowly walked past her, leaving a cold and cruel air in his wake.

Lily bit her lip, her eyes red with emotion. She quickly called people to clean up the mess, then chased after him. "Yancey, if something's bothering you, you have to tell me, okay?"

Yancey stopped walking. He looked down at the cigarette that had burned all the way to his fingertips. It had blistered his skin, but he barely felt a thing.

He chuckled and said quietly, "I just don't want to be treated like a fool anymore."