Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

But Grace ignored Yancey. She just turned around and left.

Yancey stood there for a long while. By the time he came out of the hotel, Grace was already nowhere to be seen.

He absentmindedly drove back, but because his mind wasn't focused on driving at all, he ended up plunging his entire car along with himself into the river. When he saw the raging water pouring into the car, surprisingly, the first thing he thought of wasn't to escape but to pull out his phone and call Grace.

Thinking back to how Grace used to treat him so well, he truly felt remorseful right

now.

Previously, when he argued that his first time sleeping with Alice had been a setup, Grace had asked him back, "What about all the times after that?"

He couldn't come up with an answer at the time. He thought that since he had already slept with Alice once, what difference would a few more times make?

Besides, Grace loved him so much. He had been certain she would forgive him. He had always reasoned that no matter what mistakes he made, as long as he came back, Grace would still be there waiting for him.

He didn't expect that Grace would lose her memory. He never thought she would get close to Ethan, the one she used to hate the most.

Yancey regretted it.noveldrama

When Grace answered the phone, his voice nearly broke into sobs. "Grace, I'm going to die."

Grace was really fed up. Thinking about all his manipulative stunts back then, she drew in a deep breath. "Yancey, you're an adult. Stop being so childish."

"I'm really going to die!"

"Then just die already and stop calling me."

Grace said those words in a fit of anger. Yancey had yelled at her in the hotel tobby earlier, embarrassing her once again in front of Ethan, She had said countless times that there was nothing between her and Ethan, but Yancey was just being stubborn and wouldn't believe her

Upon hearing her words, Yancey's mind was filled with disbelief. "What did you just say? Say it one more time, I dare you! I'll kill you, Grace!"

Hearing how energetic he still sounded, Grace knew he was fine and hung up on him immediately.

By now, the water inside the car had already risen to his chest. His strong survival instincts kicked in. He crawled to the back seat, kicked the glass till it shattered, and swam out.

As Grace consumed his thoughts, his face became twisted in hatred, tears streaming down his face. But as he was submerged in the river, it was hard to tell the difference between his tears and the river water.

After swimming to the shoreline, he lay there, crying pitifully and feeling utterly pathetic. He hated Grace so much. He couldn't believe she would

actually let him die. He could would

believe she would let that horrible Ethan become her other man. Why couldn't he himself be the one instead?

Didn't she use to like him the most?

His mind was a jumbled mess until the sound of footsteps echoed behind him. A

shadow loomed over him.