Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 148 Chapter 148 Grace was genuinely exhausted by now. The alcohol was making her drowsy, and she could barely make out what Joanne was saying. The car soon pulled up in front of her place. Joanne helped her out of the car, and they spotted Yancey waiting outside the neighborhood after a few steps. There were cigarette butts scattered around his feet. He knew Joanne, but not well. Joanne respectfully greeted him, "Mr. Henderson." Upon seeing the drunken Grace, Yancey furrowed his brows.

"Is she drunk?" "Yeah." He immediately flicked his cigarette to the ground and walked toward her. "T'll help her inside. You can leave now." Joanne parted her lips but said nothing, obediently handing Grace over to him. As she watched Yancey take Grace inside, she took a photo with her phone and posted it on her social media. "The people who are meant to be together will always end up together." Once the post was up, she returned to her car.

Meanwhile, Yancey helped Grace to the door of her apartment. He noticed her red, swollen lips as he was about to unlock the door with her fingerprint. suddenly, Grace felt herself being dropped to the ground, and before she could react, a bucket of cold water splashed all over her head. Yancey was holding the bucket, his face all stormy. Grace furrowed her brows. She was fully awake now and took a deep breath.

"What the hell is your problem?" Only then did she realize she was sitting near her house door, but how did Yancey end up here? He threw the bucket aside, then leaned down to grab her by the collar. Grace was forcibly pulled up, and her anger flared, but then she heard him ask, "What happened to your mouth?" His eyes were dark, and the fire burning in them seemed to consher.

Grace took a deep breath before replying, "Let go." "T'm asking you, what happened to your mouth?" "Allergic reaction." "Grace, we've known each other for so many years, and Ihad no idea you were allergic to anything. What are you allergic to? ---- "Alcohol." "Huh?" Yancey couldn't believe his ears, thinking it was the biggest joke he had ever heard. "Do you think I'ma fool? Alcohol allergy? Do you even believe that yourself?" Grace was genuinely baffled.

Was it really so ridiculous that she had an allergic reaction to alcohol? How else could she explain the sharp, uncomfortable sensation in her mouth? Yancey suddenly let go of her, and she fell back onto the floor. This time, she was genuinely angry. She braced herself against the nearby wall and stood up. She then wiped the water off her face and pointed at the main door. "Yancey, get lost.

You're not welchere." Yancey glanced at her red lips and the dazed look left by the alcohol in her eyes. Then, he suddenly asked, "Who did you see today?" Grace rubbed her temples, already fed up with his need to pry into everything. "That's none of your business. Don't you think it's a little inappropriate showing up at your ex- fiancée's place like this, especially with your wedding to Alice just around the corner?" "Grace!" he suddenly shouted, not even knowing why he was so angry.

He didn't know whether Grace had been playing ---- around with other men or if she was pretending to act clueless about everything. He had never seen her like this before. He bit his lip, then walked straight to the door. "I'll find out even if you don't tell me. If you've been seeing someone behind my back, then I wasn't the one who betrayed you. We'll have to settle it properly." Grace felt irritated and slammed the door shut.

She stormed into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and finally saw her lips in the mirror as she undressed. They were indeed very red, with a slightly tingling, painful sensation when touched. She couldn't understand why Yancey was so upset since this was clearly just an allergic reaction. She then stripped off all her clothes, only to notice a faint red mark near her thigh. Her hand froze, and her brows furrowed. Grace had lost her memory.

The things she could remember now were few, and she had never experienced what one would call love or intimacy. Her fingers rubbed over the area, and her cheeks instantly flushed. The red spot was so close to her private area. Did a mosquito bite her? She didn't have tto think about it anymore. Once the bathtub was full, she stepped in slowly and submerged herself in the warm water, enjoying the comfort of a long bath.

Twenty minutes later, she dried herself off and went straight to bed. Her body was warm, and she was sure she'd sleep soundly tonight. Meanwhile, Yancey immediately began investigating Grace's movements that night after leaving her place. He recalled that she had been following Ethan earlier in the evening. Could it be... The thought was too wild, but he couldn't shake it.

He found out that Ethan had a social engagement at a hotel that evening and immediately drove over to retrieve the surveillance footage. He had to find out what was really going on with Grace's mouth. Had those two already hooked up and been hiding it from him all this time? What was he to them, then? His chest was filled with anger, and he couldn't wait to get to the hotel.

However, when he finally reached the security room, he discovered that two hours' worth of footage from that night was missing due to the m hotel staff's negligence. The hotel e manager profusely apologized, saying, "I'm really sorry, Mr.

Henderson. The staff in the monitoring room fell asleep and accidentally pressed the button to stop recording. So, the footage from those two hours is missing." - Yancey's expression darkened, and he slammed his fist on the nearby table.

This hotel was one of Henderson Group's properties and was ranked highly in the entire capital. Plus, all the staff here were professionally trained. How could one ould one of them fall asleep on duty? Fire him!" he shouted while tugging at his tie, feeling a burst of frustration he couldn't vent. The hotel manager wiped the sweat from his brows and hunched even lower. "That staff member actually didn't want to keep working here. He just quit, saying his family won the lottery." Yancey took a deep breath, feeling even more suffocated.