Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 274

When Grace woke up, the storm outside was still going on. Her head was heavy, and the room spun as darkness overtook her vision. She had a sinking feeling she was coming down with a fever.

She saw Ethan, who had just walked out of the bathroom, and froze for a moment. When she snapped out of it, she quickly turned her gaze away.

She hadn't taken a good look last night, but it seemed that there were nail scratches on Ethan's body. She could argue that the scratches on his neck were done by a cat, but it couldn't be the same for the ones on his back. The scratches on his back looked undeniably intimate.

Grace wasn't in the mood to think about it, so she went to brush her teeth. The toiletries here were very basic—only disposable toothbrushes and toothpaste that cost a few dollars.

She thought about it while brushing her teeth with a cloudy mind. Ethan had truly suffered this time for being stranded here.

Someone suddenly appeared in the cramped bathroom just as she was deep in thought. Ethan was standing behind her, seemingly wanting to wash his hands.

Without a second thought, Grace stepped aside to make room. But no matter how much they tried, their shoulders would still touch each other in the cramped bathroom.

Ethan didn't have his shirt on at the moment. He was washing his hands in a slow and composed manner as if he were in a presidential suite.

Grace could feel the heat radiating off his body, invading into her space without restraint, from the thin fabric of her clothes. She hurriedly lowered her head and scooped up some water. After spitting out the foam in her mouth, she quickly turned around and went back to the bed.

However, a hand suddenly reached out in front of her. Ethan's hand was beautiful and well-shaped, much like the rest of him.

Grace gave him an awkward smile. "What's the matter?"

Ethan leaned in, gazing intently into her eyes. Upon seeing the alert look in her eyes, he slowly put down his arm. Grace let out a sigh of relief and quickly put on the jacket that she wore yesterday.

Their clothes were already dry after being in front of the heater all night. The only problem was that they were still a little uncomfortable to wear.

There were some crackers left in the house, so Grace had some. But she stopped for a moment after seeing Ethan walk out of the bathroom.

Ethan walked toward her, making her almost jump off her seat. Her movements were stiff as she was contemplating whether she should get up.

Lowering his eyelashes, Ethan slowly opened a bag of crackers and had a bite of them. Grace turned her head away, lost in thought.

He slowly sat beside her, but she suddenly stood up and darted toward the couch, acting as if he had some kind of virus. He didn't say a word and neither did she, causing the atmosphere to be very awkward.

After ten minutes, he threw the empty packaging into the trash can and wiped the crumbs off his fingers using a tissue. Grace looked down at her phone even though there was still no signal, trying to act busy.

She suddenly heard Ethan let out a small laugh. He asked, "You were actually awake last night?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room instantly froze.