Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 255 Grace's grip on the gun slowly tightened. She was certain Ethan wasn't in his right mind. "Mr. Henderson, this is for your own good." Just as she finished speaking, Ethan picked up his pace and lunged at her. "Pull the trigger, then." Grace was calm. She aimed at Ethan's arm and pulled the trigger without hesitation. However, the sound that rang out wasn't that of a gunshot. It was an empty click of an empty barrel.

She was stunned for a moment before noticing the bullets in the trash. Ethan had taken all of them out. Her mouth was agape. In the next second, Ethan wrested the gun from her hands. Then, he pinned her down on the couch beside them while the gun in his hand clattered to the floor a few yards away. "Ethan Henderson!" It was the first tshe had called him by his full name. A flicker of red flashed through Ethan's eyes as he stared intensely at her face. Then, he cackled.

"You really don't care, do you? You know you're shredding my pride to pieces." Grace didn't think that she was in the wrong. "This is for your own good, Mr. Henderson. You're just not in your right mind ---- because of the drugs." As she said this, she saw the sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead and quickly added, "If what you need is a woman to give you srelief, I could go and find you one right now- someone you'll be satisfied with. Or maybe you'd like to go to Velvet Eclipse? Someone would gladly take care of you there." The more Grace spoke, the heavier the air around Ethan became. After stime, he let her go. Grace scrambled to her feet, wanting to support him, but he shoved her away. He sank into his wheelchair, lost in his own. thoughts. Grace also felt the awkward silence. After all, it was Alice who had done this. If Ethan were to take revenge on the Lambert family... "Mr.

Henderson..." Just as the words left her mouth, there was a knock on the door, and Tim walked right in. Grace fell silent and sank onto the couch without another word. 'Tim leaned in and whispered something in Ethan's ear. Ethan then gave a soft hum in response and ignored Grace. She stepped forward, but Tim stopped her. "Ms. Lambert, I need to take Mr. Henderson for a medical exam. Whatever you have to say can wait." She had no choice but to stop.

---- After everyone had left, she slowly picked up the gun from the floor and put it in her bag. She wasn't sure if she was mistaken, but when she pulled the trigger just now, something seemed to have died in Ethan's eyes. It was like all life had drained from them. As she stepped out the door, she saw Alice crawling in the corner like a thrashing maggot. Taking a deep breath, she called 911 for Alice after thinking of Quentin. But Alice had clearly gone mad and was shrieking non-stop.

"So terrifying! I can't believe someone this terrifying exists! He's a devil, a complete devil! Grace, I won't let you get away with this! I'm going to kill you! I won't let you get away with this!" Grace couldn't be bothered to listen to her, so she returned home. When she did, she saw an anxious Carmen waiting for her. Carmen was restless, and when she saw Grace, she jumped up. "What happened to Alice? Is she okay?" "She's alive." Carmen's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately left to look for Alice. Watching her unsteady steps, Grace couldn't help but say, "It was Ethan Henderson that she messed with this t-the heir to the Henderson family. He's already been taken for a medical exam. If anything happens to him, our entire family ---- could go down with it. "Dad's already in this state... Do you really want his remaining days to be plagued with chaos?" Carmen's shoulders slumped.

She had clearly realized she had made a mistake. "T'm sorry, but Alice is my daughter-my own flesh and blood. Grace, I'm sorry I've let you down, but every parent in the world has a favorite child, Letpamper her one last time. After this, won't listen to a word she says." Seeing how deluded and stubborn Carmen was, Grace said nothing more. As she went upstairs, she heard Quentin's coughing, and her chest tightened. She couldn't bring herself to enter the room.

But Quentin sensed that she had returned and asked, "Is she alive?" Sighing, Grace pushed open the door. "She is." Tears instantly ran down his face. The light in his eyes had faded. "That's good... As long as you're alive... That's all lask for now..." "Dad..." Grace wanted to comfort him, but Quentin shook his head and drifted back to sleep. Ten minutes later, Quentin woke up with a start and took Grace's hand. "Grace, if I don't make it... Please look after Liam. He's a good kid.

He's just a little immature." ---- Her throat burned as if a hand was choking her. She then forced out a reply, "I know. I won't leave him behind." Quentin's lips quivered. "I know you've never wanted anything to do with our family business. If you want to, you can sell your shares. All I want is for Liam, Alice, and you to live peacefully. I don't hope for anything more. Your mother has always been like that. She has always thought our family has wronged Alice.

Don't expect too much from her." "Dad, it's okay. Just rest for now." "If I don't say this now, I might not get the chance. I've been feeling restless all ΟΠ night. Grace, I feel like De wronged you. I'm sorry. When I see your grandfather in the afterlife, he'll be naggingagain. All of this is my fault. I'm not a good husband or a good father. I was selfish..." He mumbled as he drifted back to sleep. Grace felt suffocated as she sat in the room, but there was nothing she could do.

Then, Liam burst into the room, panicking. "Grace! Something's happened! m