Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 207

Upon arriving at Velvet Eclipse, Grace carefully placed the wheelchair down, helped Ethan onto it, and then pushed him toward the private room.

At this moment, there was a buzz from her phone. It was a message from Ed, reading, "I'm very happy. I want to kiss you."

Her face instantly flushed—Ed was really straightforward.

She had no time to reply to his message as she had to push Ethan to the private room. Once she opened the door, she found that Damien, Simon, and Julian were already there.

It seemed like these four people often got together. As a woman, she really didn't want to stay in the private room.

Ethan seemed to notice her awkwardness and said to her, "You can go hang out outside."

He sounded like he was coaxing a child.

Grace didn't even look at Simon as he always threatened to hurt her whenever he saw her. Therefore, she quickly left the private room after receiving Ethan's instruction.

In the private room, Damien put down his wine glass and asked Simon, "Do you have any tricks for winning over women?"

Simon dug his ear, thinking he was hearing things. "Can you say it again?"

Damien pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Beside them, Julian raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his drink. "You only need to satisfy her in bed. If she doesn't like it, then you're not trying hard enough."

Julian's words seemed to hit a nerve with Damien, who immediately started arguing with Julian.

Meanwhile, Ethan had remained silent since he entered the room, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.

…

After leaving the private room, Grace wandered around outside on her own. Her phone buzzed again, and it was a message from Ed. "Where are you?"

She smiled and sent him the exact location of the private room she was in. "I'm at work, accompanying my boss for some socializing."

"I'll go to see you."

She gazed at the message, her brows knitting together. It wasn't that she didn't want him to come, but Velvet Eclipse had a strict membership policy.

Wouldn't it be awkward if he were turned away at the door?

As she walked ahead, she continued typing her reply with her head hung low. But before she could send the message, a hand suddenly reached out from a nearby private room and pulled her inside.

Before she could say a word, the person had already kissed her. He wore a thin shirt, and the room was filled with a pleasant fragrance.

She pushed him away, breathing heavily. She was unable to make out his face, so she could only hold his face in her hands.

"How did you get here so fast? You weren't secretly following me when you sent that message, were you?" she asked.