Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

Yancey went around the second floor, but many of the rooms were occupied for private events, and he wasn't sure which door to knock on.

After being dragged into an unfamiliar space, Grace leaned against the door and panted heavily with her eyelashes lowered.

She realized that the person beside her was not Ed, so she instinctively reached out to push him away. But upon touching his skin, her deeply buried desire was instantly stirred.

When she didn't seem to resist their physical contact, she looked up in confusion, trying to see his face. But her vision was too blurry, and she couldn't make out his face.

She took a deep breath and tried to steady herself against the wall while moving forward, but she shoved the door in front of her open instead.

If she had been more conscious, she would have realized she wasn't on the second floor, but in a semi-open room on the first floor. Once the door opened, she would run into the guests outside.

The voice of a man came from behind. "I'll get someone to send you back."

The sound of the wheelchair moving grew closer, and a hand gently rested on her wrist. "Don't open the door. You'll be seen."

As soon as he said that, she looked down at him. He was truly handsome, and his warmth on her wrist was irresistibly tempting. When their eyes locked, his gaze was distant yet alluring.

He suddenly smiled and said something, causing her mind to be completely clouded. By the time she came to her senses, she was already sitting on his lap, holding his face, and kissing him passionately.

She had her makeup on tonight, and her red lips left a distinct mark on his pale lips. He turned his head away, which irritated her, and she immediately turned his head back.

The entire conference hall fell silent. She hadn't closed the door behind her, and many people dropped the wine glasses in their hands. The sound of glasses shattering echoed throughout the room.

Ethan glanced ahead and then turned his head aside. "Ms. Lambert, you're drunk."

Grace's kiss landed on the collar of his shirt, her eyes wide with confusion. "What?"

Without looking at her, he gazed elsewhere and replied, "You're letting the alcohol get the better of you. You'll regret it once you sober up."noveldrama

The others were startled by the scene and hurried to the side door, trying to pull Grace off Ethan's lap. She had to be out of her minde Was Ethan Henderson, who was above worldly desires.

Ever since his legs were injured, he has rarely attended events like this. It was unexpected that Grace would take advantage of him when he finally showed up this time.

Before they could get closer, Tim, who had been watching in secret, stepped

forward and strode toward Ethan. "Mr. Henderson, are you alright?"

Ethan shook his head, took off his

suit jacket, and draped it over

Grace

shoulders. Tim dutifully shut

the side door blocking everyone's view outside.

Grace was still sitting on Ethan's lap, occasionally kissing his neck. He said

nothing, seemingly permitting her to do so.

Tim dared not look any longer and softly said, "There's another door at the back. You can exit through there."

Ethan responded with a grunt. "Go open the door."

Tim swiftly stepped forward and made his way to the far side of the room.

As soon as Tim left, Ethan gently grasped Grace's chin. She had completely lost

her composure, gazing at him with a faint blush on her cheeks.

He suddenly chuckled. "Look at what you've done."