Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 348

Even when Simon had gone abroad, there were always women throwing themselves at him.

One flash of his luxury car and plenty of them would "accidentally" get into the wrong ride, all smiles and batting lashes.

He never needed to understand feelings. They were all cheap. In his world, the only thing that mattered was doing whatever made him happy.

Grace smiled faintly to herself. So much for the idea that money made men more romantic. If anything, it made them more cynical.

These rich men who were raised in silk and gold saw money as just numbers to them. Women were just names in a contact list piling up like moths to a flame, indistinguishable from one another. True affection barely stood a chance.

Grace turned to look out the window, her voice light. "That's because you haven't met the right one yet, Mr. Yule. When you do, you'll find yourself caring about things you never thought mattered. You'll care whether the gift she gives you is something she picked with her heart, not her wallet.

"The more expensive it is, the more it'll feel hollow. The cheaper, the more genuine. And all the more it'll hurt if she doesn't put any thought into it."

In the seat beside her, Ethan's eyelashes fluttered slightly. He turned his head to glance at her, then casually looked away.

Simon leaned his head against the window, frowning deeply as if genuinely trying to process her words.

Ten seconds later, he chuckled. "That's too complicated. I still prefer expensive, high-quality gifts."

Right then, his phone buzzed. He had plans to meet his casual hook-up tonight, but lately, she had been ignoring him.

Over the past few months, they had slept together more than ten times. Each time was great. What made it even better was that she never clung to him afterward. She would just text him a room number and nothing else.

This arrangement suited Simon perfectly. He didn't want messy attachments. He wanted the Yule family to see him sleeping around to pressure them into annulling the marriage he despised.

But tonight, when he checked the message, the woman had simply texted him, "I'm busy. I can't make it."

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