Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 232

After hanging up the phone, Grace still leaned against Ed's chest. The intense emotions he had stirred in her earlier made it hard for her to recover.

Ed, ever considerate, remained still and gave her time to catch her breath.

Grace couldn't shake the feeling that, after Yancey's harsh words, they now felt like a couple hiding in the shadows—like secret lovers.

She couldn't help but laugh.

Ed pinched her chin, his tone firm as he asked, "What's so funny?"

"I just feel like we're always hiding in the shadows."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt him go silent for a moment. It seemed like she'd touched on something painful for him.

She quickly added, "Before you're ready to go out with me, I won't force you. I'll just come here to see you, okay?"

She cradled his face, speaking in a coaxing tone.

Ed softly hummed as he buried his head in her neck, his mood clearly subdued.

Grace had planned to ask if he wanted her to buy him a house and move closer to her, especially after she had gotten some money from Carmen. She figured, why not use it?

But she hesitated. She feared bringing it up would hurt his pride.

She sighed and switched the topic.

"By the way, I saw a grave outside. Whose is it?" she asked.

He rubbed his cheek against her neck before finally responding, his voice rough.

"My brother."

Grace felt a sharp pain in her chest. "Your real brother?"

"Yeah, we're twins."

She instantly regretted asking. Had she just reopened an old wound? She quickly fell silent, but he gently kissed her neck and continued in a soft voice, "He's out there living the good life, and here I am, hidden away in the dark."

Grace couldn't bear it anymore. She cupped his face and kissed him, silencing his words with her lips.

They kissed for ten minutes before she pulled back. "Don't say any more."

"I have you by my side now, Don't leave me, or else…"

"I won't leave," she reassured him.

Now that she knew everything, especially about his past, she felt she would give him the best of everything in the world.

If he didn't like to go out, then she wouldn't make him. If he had no friends, that was fine. She wouldn't care about his appearance. She would follow his lead.

Her heart ached for him. She thought she was just trying to understand him, but after learning just a little, she felt like she couldn't breathe.

She pulled him close and they both lay on the couch. It was incredibly comfortable, and she felt herself drifting off to sleep. With both of them lying there, there was plenty of space—it wasn't cramped at all.

He wrapped his arms around her tightly as he asked, "Are you tired?"

"Yeah, you don't even realize how much you wore me out."

"My bad. Sleep now."