Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 444

As soon as Grace got close enough, she slapped Liam hard.

His coat was hanging nearby, still damp from the snow, and there were dark bruises all over his body, signs of injuries from the crash. He'd clearly been banged up, but not to the point of being critical.

His face, however, had been untouched until now. After that slap, his cheek swelled instantly, proof that Grace hadn't held back at all.

She was furious. She grabbed a fistful of the thin shirt he wore beneath his jacket and yanked him toward her.

"I came all the way out here for you, and this is how you act? What's your problem? Say something! What the hell is going on?" she shouted.

Liam turned his head away and stared at the cave wall, silent. Tears streamed down his face and splashed onto his arms.

Grace knew this brother of hers better than anyone. If Liam was upset, he usually made a huge scene about it—yelled, cried, demanded attention. After that blow-up with Ed, he'd wasted no time demanding that she dump the guy.

When he was studying or trying to be productive, he'd call just to report it, hoping for a few words of praise. That was who he was—annoying, dramatic, loud, but pure-hearted. That was why she spoiled him more than she should have.

Grace took a deep breath. He'd come all this way for her, chasing down herbs in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of winter. He'd even spent the night alone in a freezing cave. Maybe she shouldn't have hit him.

"Alright, Liam. I shouldn't have slapped you. Talk to me. What happened? You didn't get the medicine? I met the old alternative medicine practitioner on my way here, and he gave me a full jar of it. Seemed like a kind old guy, didn't strike me as the type who'd give you a hard time.

"But you're not even heading in the direction of home. If you got the medicine, why'd you drive out here?"

What the hell was he doing in a cave in the middle of the woods?

Liam hugged his arms to his chest, head buried in them. He didn't say a word and just kept crying.

Grace couldn't stand the way he was acting—pathetic. She really thought he'd grown up.

How could a man be this spineless?

At least Ed never hid what he wanted. He said what he meant and went after it—clear and direct.

Frustrated, she moved to shove Liam's shoulder, but before she could, he suddenly stood and bolted out of the cave like he couldn't bear to be around her.

Grace froze, stunned, wondering for a split second if he'd lost his mind.

She stood there in front of the fire, thrown off by his reaction. It took her several seconds to snap out of it before she ran after him.

"You're barely dressed! Are you trying to freeze to death?" she shouted. "Liam, what is wrong with you? Don't make me lose my temper!"

But he was already gone, disappearing into the forest.

Grace's forehead throbbed with frustration. She wanted nothing more than to grab him and knock some sense into him.

Forget it. That slap earlier must've bruised his ego, so now, he was sulking like a kid.

She hurried after him, following the trail of footprints that hadn't yet been buried under the snow.

Liam was injured, but it was nothing serious. However, the injury was serious enough that every step jostled something painful. His face twisted with every movement, teeth gritted against the sting.

He cried as he hobbled through the snow, limping uphill without any clear direction. He didn’t know where he was going. He just knew he didn't want to be around Grace.

Grace followed at a steady pace, not rushing. She could tell he was close to his limit—probably only made it this far on sheer frustration.

She didn't call out or scold him. She just quietly trailed behind him.

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