Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

Grace lowered her head, feeling sharp pain all over her body. When another lash landed on her chest, she almost coughed up blood. "Jodie, is there a point to this?"

Jodie tightened her grip on the whip in her rage.

"Of course, there is! Grace, you brought this on yourself! You're nothing but a lowly slut. Not only did you seduce my brother, but now, you want to seduce the man I love! I'll ruin your face today. Let's see how you seduce them after that!"

She quickly approached, grabbed a knife from the side, and aimed it at Grace's face.

However, Grace spoke calmly.

"You just want Ethan's heart, don't you? I can help you. Besides, I have a boyfriend, and Mr. Henderson knows it too. As you said, I only got close to him for the sake of my company. Once he sees my true intentions, he'll only feel disgusted with me."

She lowered her gaze and continued indifferently, "To me, he's nowhere near as important as my company. You've already lashed me 30 times. If you go any further, you'll be testing his limits. Mr. Henderson is a man of principles. He wouldn't want people he raised to turn into monsters. Are you sure you can bear the consequences of his wrath? After all, I saw him kill Levi with my own eyes."

Sure enough, Jodie hesitated.

Grace raised an eyebrow slightly. So, Jodie knew that Levi died at Ethan's hands.

Wasn't she afraid? Or had her love for Ethan already surpassed her reason, so she loved him no matter what kind of person he was?

"Levi tested his limits and was killed for it. You've angered him more than once, haven't you? Do you really think he'll forgive you this time? If I remember correctly, he once said that if you ever made another mistake, he'd never see you again."

Compared to death, being kept away from Ethan was clearly a worse fate for Jodie to accept. She stumbled back several steps, and her fingers around the knife trembled violently.

Grace seized the moment while Jodie was distracted and increased the force in her hands. From the moment she endured the first lash, she had been secretly using the nail she hid to wear down the rope.

Though Jodie was stunned by Grace's words, she abruptly looked up after a few minutes.

"I don't care! I'm ruining your face today, no matter what! I want you to regret it for the rest of your life. As for whether Uncle Ethan will be mad, I'll just have to coax him afterward!"

She gripped the knife tightly and lunged at Grace.

At the last possible moment, Grace broke free from the rack and kicked Jodie hard in the stomach. Jodie cried out in pain, and the knife fell from her hand.

Grace grabbed the knife and, using all her strength, stabbed it straight through Jodie's palm, pinning it firmly to the floor. Just as Jodie was about to scream, Grace grabbed the rope and stuffed it in her mouth.

Jodie's face twisted in horror. She didn't dare move her palm. Because of that, she was stuck to the floor.

After doing all this, Grace almost collapsed beside Jodie. Her whole body ached; and sweat poured off her like rain. After a few seconds of struggling to catch her breath, she painfully crawled toward the nearby window.

All the bodyguards were guarding the main entrance. No one had expected Grace to escape, so no one was stationed by the window.

Covered in blood, Grace used her trembling fingers to open the window, leaving smudges of blood on the glass. After climbing out with great difficulty, she didn't spare Jodie a glance and stumbled away.

Tears streamed down Jodie's face. With her palm impaled and her mouth stuffed with rope, she couldn't utter a single word.

When the bodyguards rushed in, her blood had already pooled across the floor. "Ms. Henderson!"

Startled, they quickly pulled the knife out. However, the process was a painful one for Jodie.

With a pale face, she looked in the direction where Grace had escaped, her eyes filled with abject hatred.

"Grace!" she shrieked, wishing she could tear her from limb to limb.

Before passing out, she instructed the bodyguards, "Don't let Uncle Ethan find out about this."

The bodyguards immediately nodded and rushed her to the hospital.

Jodie knew Grace too well. Grace would never tell Ethan about this encounter. She was used to bottling up her pain and handling everything alone As long as no one witnessed it, she would never lower herself to

complain. It was her greatestnoveldrama

strength but also her greatest

weakness.

...

Grace had no idea how long she had been running. Due to excessive blood loss,

her vision kept darkening. She collapsed by the roadside, too weak to even worry about being hit by a car.

Eventually, a vehicle screeched to a stop in front of her, and someone jumped out, scooping her into their arms and placing her in the passenger seat. She struggled to open her heavy eyelids but couldn't see clearly.

In her mind, a vague name surfaced, but she couldn't remember who it was.

Once, someone had given her such warmth too.