Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 373

Henry stood beside Grace and leaned over to whisper something in her ears. Her expression remained calm as she closed her eyes. She would leave the rest to him.

Grace was temporarily held in confinement. As long as Henry could find a breakthrough, she would be set free.

She had initially thought she would be held for three days. But just within three hours after entering her cell, someone had come to inform her, "Ms. Lambert, you can go home now."

Grace was a bit confused. When she walked to the police station's front door, she saw Henry standing there. At first, she thought Henry had gotten her out and was surprised at how capable he was.

"Thank you. I don't know how long I would've been in there if it weren't for you," she said.

Henry sighed. "Ms. Lambert, I didn't do anything. Maybe there's someone else helping you."

Grace couldn't put a finger on who had helped her, so she could only send Henry off.

She then hailed a taxi to get home. When she reached her apartment complex, she saw Yancey standing there.

Yancey's eyes lit up as he pointed the car behind him. "I made them pick up the pace in fixing your car, otherwise you'd have a hard time getting to work these next few days."

Grace pressed her lips into a thin line and said sincerely, "Yeah, sorry to trouble you."

Yancey saw a glaring slap mark on her cheek and couldn't help but touch it. "Did someone slap you?"

He seemed to have no idea what happened tonight.

Grace shook her head, her voice a bit raspy. "I'm a bit tired, so I'll be leaving. Thanks for helping with my car."

"Grace, did you tell your boyfriend about all the things that had happened to you? You don't need to always hide things. Even if he can't help you with it, at least he can give you some emotional support."

She went up and opened the door, only to find Anthony standing outside. "Ms. Lambert, Ed's not feeling very well tonight. If you have the time, can you come with me to see him?"

Grace immediately pulled out her phone and checked, but then realized she had turned her phone off.

After starting her phone, she saw a few messages sent by Ed. He was just asking simple things like what was she doing and was she free. He didn't even mention being sick.

"Is it anything serious?" she asked.

Grace quickly followed Anthony out after changing her clothes. Looking at the snow falling outside, a wave of unease suddenly washed over her. "What exactly is that mental illness you were talking about? Is it uncurable?"

Anthony, driving, sighed. "It could be cured when it is in its early state, but he refused to treat it. You also know where he was living. How could someone get better if he keeps living in that kind of place?"