Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 432

Andrea thought Grace was such a bitch.

"Andrea, let go of me!" Liam shouted.

But Andrea wouldn't. Her eyes brimmed with tears as she clung to Liam's arm. "My stomach hurts, too! How come you didn't care this much about me? I need painkillers just as much!"

She snatched the bottle out of his hand and, without hesitation, shoved all the pills into her mouth—only to spit them out seconds later.

She was pregnant. There was no way she'd actually swallow them, but the act of retching and spitting ruined the pills completely.

Liam's hands trembled with rage as he stared down at the destroyed medication. Then, he snapped. His hand lashed out, slapping her across the face.

In that moment, fury clouded his vision. He genuinely wanted to strangle her.

Something dark twisted inside him as he stared her down. He grabbed his keys and stormed out the door without saying another word.

He'd go buy a new bottle himself—he didn't have time to deal with Andrea.

She stood there, stunned, one hand cradling her stinging cheek. She'd been sure he'd comfort her, not hit her. But instead, he just left—quiet, angry, and gone.

Tears streamed down her face as rage bubbled up in her chest. This was exactly what Grace wanted, she thought bitterly. She got exactly what she came for.

It was the first time Liam had ever laid a hand on her.

She was supposed to be his fiancée, his future wife—the next matriarch of the Lambert family. Yet, he slapped her?

Now furious to the point her scalp tingled, Andrea stomped upstairs and kicked open Grace's bedroom door.

Grace was curled up in bed, her face bloodless, barely aware of the sounds around her.

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