Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 173

Seriously? Grace couldn't understand how Ethan managed to fall asleep so quickly.

Eventually, she could only remain silent. She forced herself to sleep, but it wouldn't come. As far as she could remember, she'd never shared a bed with a man. And to make matters worse, he was her boss.

Unable to sleep, her thoughts wandered, and a memory surfaced—something she had written in her notebook long ago: "Don't trust Ethan".

She turned to study his profile. He was strikingly handsome, with a high nose bridge that cast a perfect shadow. Even up close, his skin was flawless—no pores in sight. She caught herself staring at him for a while, and before she knew it, sleepiness crept in.

It seemed that losing her memory had made Grace unusually carefree. When he heard the soft rhythm of her breathing, Ethan slowly opened his eyes and turned slightly, his gaze fixed on her face.

She had fallen asleep, her expression calm—almost childlike in its innocence. Since losing her memory, her calculating side was gone, and now she seemed harmless.

He lifted his hand and was about to tap her nose but stopped midway, hesitating. After a moment, he sighed quietly, adjusted her blanket, and finally closed his eyes.

That night, Grace had another dream—hazy and indistinct. Voices echoed around her, frantic and urgent, asking her what to do. Even in her sleep, she could feel the tension, the weight of everyone's expectations pressing down on her.

The pressure jolted her awake. She opened her eyes and locked gazes with Ethan.