NovelBookFrom Grace's perspective, all she could see was Ethan pondering something in front of the wardrobe.
When she walked out of the bathroom, she put on a pair of fluffy slippers. She lowered her gaze to her toes, unsure how to start the conversation.
At this moment, her phone rang-it was Yasmine calling. "Grace, what's going on between you and Ethan? Everyone is talking about it." Yasmine was the one who had sent Grace the invitation card to tonight's banquet. Yasmine hadn't been there, but she knew exactly what had happened.
Grace could hear snoise on Yasmine's end, and with Ethan standing at the side, it was hard for Grace to explain. Thus, she changed the subject. "Where are you?" "I'm at The Obsidian," replied Yasmine.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIf even Yasmine, who was in The Obsidian, had heard the news-then what about Ed, who worked there? This was bad.
Grace quickly hung up on Yasmine and rushed out of the bedroom into the hallway. She called Ed, but there was no answer.
She was so anxious that her cheeks felt as though they were burning. The effects of the drug still hadn't worn off. She slapped her cheek hard and called Ed again, but he still didn't pick up.
Her heart raced in panic. Ed had a mental disorder and was especially sensitive about anything related to Ethan. He had even threatened to jump off a cliff last time.
If he had heard from someone else about Ethan and her, would he do something reckless out of anger? When he was fixated, there was no telling what he might do.
She paced back and forth, dialing the phone repeatedly. She almost bumped into Ethan when he cout of the master bedroom.
She still hadn't explained what had happened tonight to Ethan. Distressed, she slowly set her phone down and decided to resolve things with Ethan first before going straight to find Ed.
"Mr. Henderson, just tellhow you wantto compensate you." Ethan maneuvered the wheelchair toward the study and replied faintly, "There's no need." Grace stood there, feeling uneasy and guilty. "I'll certainly make it up for you if I can." The wheelchair slowly cto a halt. He turned back to glance at her, seemingly considering the credibility of her words.
She gulped. "I mean it." "Break up with your boyfriend." Her expression froze, thinking that she had misheard it. "What?" "Didn't you say that you can do anything?" She felt as if someone had seized her throat, and she was unable to say a word. Ethan didn't even know Ed, so why would he suddenly make such a request? Before this, he had even asked her to stay with Ed.
She stood still as she watched him tilt his head slightly and support it with one hand, his eyes narrowed. "We've never met, but I dislike him."
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She lowered her gaze, looking conflicted. Aminute later, she calmed down and said, "I'll get going first, Mr. Henderson. I'll try to make up for your loss today in other ways.
I won't break up with him. He can't live without me." She uttered the last sentence in a very low voice. But that was simply her instinct-Ed was too dependent on her, and he was in poor health.
He might fall apart if she were to leave him.
Grace lowered her head and walked toward the staircase. After a few elx steps, she stopped and said calmly, "I'm truly sorry about what happened tonight."
Then, she hurried downstairs. Ethan watched her back as she left, slowly er back as raising finger to wipe the lipstick mark from his lips.
He called for Tim and instructed faintly, "Take her home."
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