Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

Grace's fingertips pressed tentatively on his calves. "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

Grace felt anxious, thinking that his legs had gotten worse. "The condition here is pretty basic. I know you're a clean freak, but bear with it this time. Let's take off your clothes and let me massage your legs."

Just as she finished her words, she hurried to unbutton his shirt. However, she was shocked to see a large area of red rashes on his skin just after undoing one button. "What's with these red rashes?"noveldrama

Ethan closed his eyes and leaned against the table beside him. He looked a bit dejected. "Maybe it's because I'm allergic to seafood."

Grace felt like the world was spinning. She couldn't believe that he would eat the shrimp that she had peeled for him when he was allergic to seafood. He didn't have just one either; he had all of it.

She threw his expensive suit aside and unbuttoned all of the buttons on his shirt. Beside his chest, there were also rashes on his back.

Grace's face was pale with fright. Seeing that Ethan was dozing off, she quickly patted his face. "Mr. Henderson, don't fall asleep. Are you having a fever right now?"

She raised her hand and tested the temperature on his forehead. It was so hot that she almost whipped her hand away.

She couldn't believe that Ethan had come to find her all by himself with a body that was in terrible condition. Holding back her anger, she grabbed onto his belt.

Ethan slowly opened his eyes, his temperament noticeably less imposing than usual. "What are you doing?"

"I'm taking your clothes off and then wiping your body with some warm water. After that, you need to rest in bed. Your clothes are wet right now, and you're going to make the bed wet if you lay on it like this. There's only one bed here."

Ethan's eyes flickered. He turned his head away after learning that there was only one bed available. Grace noticed that his ears were getting red and became a bit flustered herself.

"Mr. Henderson, pardon me."

She helped him to sit on the couch and took off his pants. Then, she fetched a basin of warm water from the bathroom and began wiping down his body.

Seeing Ethan's fit body, Grace was curious how he managed to stay in such good shape despite being in a wheelchair for two years.

With a red face, she wiped his whole body before helping him into bed She tucked him in with his blanket, then checked his forehead again, only to realize that he still had a fever.

She quickly got up and rummaged through the room, but she couldn't find any medicine.

She went back to the bed anxiously. "Mr. Henderson, how are you feeling?"

"Cold and itching." Ethan's voice was a bit raspy as his cheeks were red due to the fever.

Grace couldn't care about formality

at this moment. In a rush, she went back to the bathroom to take a

shower and took out the bed sheets from the cabinet. After covering herself with the sheets, she crawled underneath the blanket to where Ethan was.

She thought the warmth from her body would keep Ethan from feeling cold. She didn't want something to happen to him when he was with her. However, she could see his face up close with this minimal distance between them.

They were facing each other at the moment. Ethan's eyes held a hint of confusion

as he slowly raised his hand to touch her cheek.

Grace suddenly pulled away, causing the cold wind to sweep under the blanket. She also heard him saying, "It's cold."

She took a deep breath and moved a bit closer. However, she didn't sleep face-to- face with him this time but was facing the ceiling instead.

She heard him tossing and turning in bed, so she finally asked, "What's wrong?"

"My allergy is acting up. It's itchy."

"Ethan, you're really something. Even a celebrity diva wouldn't be this demanding," she thought to herself.