Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 106

Grace froze, reeling a cold prickle crawl down her neck. Had she heard Simon right?

But then he stepped closer, his voice dropping to a low, menacing murmur meant only for her. "You're not leaving. If you try, I'll make your life a living hell. Even Ethan won't be able to save you."

His eyes were pure ice. Grace knew anyone connected to Ethan wasn't someone to mess with. She stiffened, her mouth filling with the bitter taste of bile.

"Simon, you need to leave," Ethan cut in mercifully.

Simon leaned in, his words a quiet hiss against her ear. "Stay. If I find out you run, I swear those legs won't hold you up the next time I see you."

Damn! He was a full-blown psycho!

Grace wanted to cuss him out and flip him off, but instinct kept her still. Instead, she forced a brittle smile and scrambled toward Ethan. "Mr. Henderson, please, let me stay and help. I'm great at waiting on people!"

Pride wasn't worth dying over.

Simon seemed pleased with her quick submission and gave a wave. "Ethan, I'm out. Got to go find myself a side piece tonight."

Otherwise, the Yules would drag him back to play breeding stallion. His father had been on his case for months.

Ethan remained silent, only turning after Simon was out of sight. "You can go too."

Grace wasn't about to take the risk and put on her most sycophantic grin. "Mr. Henderson, I swear I'm really good with people. Please, let me stick around."

She wanted to crawl into a hole the moment the words left her mouth. Damn Simon to hell!

Ethan stopped pushing his wheelchair before glancing back at her. "He put you up to this?"

"Nope. It's my idea."

By now, she was past the point of embarrassment. So, she might as well go all in. Besides, Ethan wasn't so bad.

She crouched, placed his hands on his knees, and added, "Also, I give a pretty mean head massage. It might knock you out cold. Just throw in a little extra when you pay me later. I've got bills to pay."

Unexpectedly, he chuckled, his chest heaving slightly. That smile of his could melt anyone.

Embarrassed, Grace pressed her lips together, unable to meet his gaze.

He wheeled himself into the elevator, a faint chuckle slipping out. "Fine. You can stay."

A wave of relief washed over Grace as she followed him.

He stuck to his usual routine. The first stop was the study, where he immersed himself in paperwork. Grace stayed silent and barely made a sound, only stepping in to refill his water.