Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 336

Grace felt a little uncomfortable. Damien's gaze never left her. Sometimes, he frowned; other times, he pressed his lips into a thin line. She had no idea what he was thinking. All she knew was that under his stare, she felt like an object on display.

The whole private room felt colder by the second. When she finally glanced up, she realized something else was wrong. Ethan didn't look so good either. His face was pale, and he kept sipping water, his wrist tense around the glass.

Grace quickly got up and walked over to him. "Mr. Henderson, are you feeling alright?" she asked, keeping her voice low.

Ethan lowered his lashes. Both his hands were wrapped around his glass. "I'm fine," he said simply.

But Grace knew him better than that. Even if he was really hurting, he wouldn't waste words complaining about it.

She leaned in a little closer, whispering, "Is it your stomach? There's a pharmacy nearby. I can run and grab you something if you want."

Before Ethan could answer, Damien slammed his head on the table.

"Ms. Lambert, why don't you sit back down and keep some distance, yeah?" he asked sharply.

Grace finally caught on. Damien wasn't just being weird; he was guarding Ethan against her. He thought she had ulterior motives.

Grace couldn't help but laugh even as she straightened back up and went to sit down.

Ethan's fingertips twitched for a moment. He gave Damien a long, steady look.

Damien raised an eyebrow and gave himself silent credit. In his mind, a woman like Grace didn't deserve someone like Ethan. As long as he was around, she'd better give up whatever she was planning.

Grace had already straightened up, and since the tension was obvious, she asked directly, "Do you need me to go get some medicine?"

"No need."

She immediately sat back down, keeping a good ten feet between them.

The table was huge, built for private banquets and meant to host VIPs. There were no small tables in a place like this.

Grace had barely sat down when Damien let out a low, mocking laugh beside her.

Damien gave a cold laugh. "Don't bother flattering me. It won't work."

Grace held back a sigh. She had heard the gossip that Damien had a reputation for being notoriously difficult. Still, he wasn't like Simon, who treated her with extreme hostility.

Damien was passive-aggressive, sure, but not dangerous. He just clearly didn't think she was worthy of Ethan.

Fine. She could live with that.

After that, she said only one thing during the entire meal. "Mr. Henderson, Mr. Jenson, I hope you both enjoy the food."

Then, she stayed completely silent, terrified of saying anything that might upset Ethan further.

But the longer the meal went on, the heavier the mood around Ethan became.

When it was finally time to leave, she rushed over to push his wheelchair, trying to be helpful. As she reached for the handles, she asked carefully, "Mr. Henderson, did you not eat enough?"