Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 224

Grace walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and casually picked out a few ingredients before getting to work.

But her mind kept drifting to Ed's situation. Distracted, she accidentally sliced her finger.

Though it was a small cut, it still bled quite a bit.

She forced herself to focus, finished cooking the rest, and then took out the bottle. With a discreet shake, she added two pills into the food.

What she didn't know was that the kitchen door was custom-made. From the inside, nothing outside could be seen—but from the outside, it was nearly transparent. Every move she made was perfectly visible.

Grace carried the dishes to the table and smiled at him.

"Mr. Henderson, come eat," she said.

Ethan closed the file in his hand slowly and maneuvered his wheelchair over.

Grace set the dishes for him and ladled a bowl of soup.

Ethan didn't take it. His eyes lingered on the soup, unmoving. After a few seconds, he lowered his gaze.

"I hurt my hand. Feed me," he requested.

Grace glanced at his hand. Wasn't he just holding a pen moments ago?

But she didn't dare voice her question. She scooped up some soup with a spoon and brought it to his lips.

Ethan looked up and gave her a quick glance.

Grace smiled awkwardly. "Drink up. I'm a good cook, you know?"

He stared at her deeply for a moment, then lowered his head and drank the entire spoonful.

"Tastes good."

Grace let out a breath. "I'm glad you like it."

After finishing the bowl, she was about to end the ongoing call in her pocket—Levi had been eavesdropping the whole time. He was probably satisfied by now.

She had planned to come clean to Ethan once the call was over, but all of a sudden, he slumped over.

Grace almost had a heart attack. She jumped up from her seat. "Mr. Henderson!"

From the phone, Levi burst into laughter. "Grace, you're so naive. Did you really think I'd use some slow-acting poison? Heh, that drug kills instantly with just one drop. You're so dead!"

Grace immediately ended the call.

Back in the car earlier, she had already replaced the pills in the bottle. She would never have actually poisoned Ethan. She wasn't that stupid, after all.

She'd only been putting on a show because she knew she was being monitored.

She quickly rushed to Ethan's side. With no time to waste, she pried his mouth open and began CPR.

It was just regular vitamins! Why did he pass out?

Sweat dripped down her forehead. She continued for ten full minutes before he finally woke up, barely conscious.

Grace let out a shaky breath and said with reddened eyes, "Mr. Henderson, please don't scare me like that."

He raised a hand to rub his forehead, muttering weakly, "I haven't eaten all day. Maybe it's low blood sugar."