Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 405

When Grace got into Tim's car, she kept her head down, looking a bit dejected.

"Ms. Lambert, do you want me to send you home?" Tim asked.

She didn't reply and lowered her head to call Ed again, but there was still no answer. She wondered if he had found out about tonight's incident from someone else and was tormenting himself in his villa.

"Ms. Lambert?" Tim pulled the car over to the side of the road. After waiting for ten minutes, he finally saw her close her eyes in defeat.

"Mr. Bennett, you've worked with Mr. Henderson for so many years. Do you know if he likes anything besides work?" Grace asked.

She could give him a set of limited-edition clubs if he liked golf, or she could try her best to buy him a good horse if he was into equestrian sports.

He certainly had hobbies like these, right?

Tim glanced at her through the rearview mirror and answered, "Mr. Henderson doesn't like work."

"Then just tell me what I can give him to make him happy."

Tim said nothing, his hands gripping the steering wheel. After a moment of silence, he asked again, "Do you want me to take you home, Ms. Lambert?"

She told him the address of Ed's villa and then stared outside the window quietly.

Tim drove very slowly, and it took them half an hour longer than usual to get there.

As she got out of the car, a gust of cold wind swept over her. It was only then that she realized she was only wearing the nightgown with nothing underneath.

She quickly held down the hem of her nightgown and lowered her head to thank him. "Thank you, Mr. Bennett."

He drove off right away, seemingly uninterested in why she had come to such a remote place.

She took a deep breath and took out her phone to call Ed again, but he didn't answer the call. She hurried to the door and entered the passcode.

The display showed that the passcode she entered was incorrect—he had changed it.

Shivering from the cold, she knocked on the door. "Ed, are you home?"

Just as she was about to give up, the door opened slightly. Ed's voice was a little hoarse. "What are you doing here?"

That was when she realized he had really found out about it. That was why he had changed the passcode out of anger.

Her mind was reeling with chaos, and she had no idea what he was talking about. She just curled up in his arms like a cat.

He gently patted her back when he heard her say, "Don't be angry. I'll let you do whatever you want to me, okay?"

Ed stopped patting her, his Adam's apple bobbing. "You'll let me do whatever I want?"

"Yes."

The next second, she was lifted down from the cabinet at the entrance. Her legs felt weak, and he held her waist firmly with one hand.

"Ed…" She felt a little uneasy, her head spinning. He was like a wild beast released from its cage, wanting to tear her apart.

"You look great in the fishtail dress."

"What?" She felt like she was floating in the ocean, and the whole world around her was a blur.

He leaned in and uttered in a low voice, "The way you walked made my heart flutter."