MainNovelChapter 189 Chapter 189 Grace sat in her car, unsure what Paul meant by "Don't make hasty decisions". Was he referring to her love life or something else entirely? The day had thrown too many shocks her way, which made her feel drained. While driving home, she passed Henderson Group and spotted Ethan outside. His head was down, and from that distance, she couldn't read his expression. Grace pulled over and flashed him a smile. " Mr. Henderson, are you heading hfrom work? Do you need a lift?" Ethan glanced up, then looked away. "Yeah." Something about him seemed off. She got out to help him into her car when it hit her -unlike Ethan's car with high-tech equipment, hers didn't have an automatic ramp. Well, this was awkward. He kept his head down and asked, " 'Am Ibeing a burden?" Guilt washed over Grace as she rolled up her sleeves. "Not at all. It'll just be a little awkward.
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It compacted down to the size of a small stool, which hardly took up any space in the back. She placed it near his feet in the back seat. Ethan's eyes caught on her neck. As she moved, the marks beneath her collar becvisible. He looked away, pretending to focus on something else. Grace missed this as she got behind the wheel. In the rearview mirror, she noticed the slight smile on his lips. "Mr. Henderson, you seem to be ina good mood tonight." She rarely saw emotion on his face. "Do I? Maybe it's because someone finally doesn't mind helpingout." Grace fell silent. Other people surely helped him too, but in Ethan's mind, those people probably just wanted something, from him. They were only interested in his money and power. Life at the top really made genuine connections scarce. A twinge of sympathy hit her before he asked, "Are you dating someone?" Grace hit the brakes hard, discomfort flashing across her face. She had been trying not to think about those few hours earlier because it was too weird to process. ---- He must have spotted the marks when she bent over. How embarrassing. If she said no, he would think she was sleeping around. If she said yes-well, she hadn't even seen the guy's face clearly. He was not exactly her boyfriend. But if she called that a hook-up, someone as straight-laced as Ethan would probably judge her. He probably did not even know what hook-ups were.
After an awkward pause, she gripped the steering wheel. "I'm still figuring things out." He leaned back, visibly perking up. "Good. A healthy relationship can make you more productive at work." Typical Ethan-always thinking about work performance. Grace remembered Yancey's rumors about him and couldn't help smiling. Even if he were the last man on earth, Ethan probably wouldn't think that way about women. She admired his loyalty and being so devoted to one woman for years.
He had been ignoring all the gossip and literally living in his own world. It was pretty impressive. Her expression softened as her guard cdown. "Honestly, I don't know if what I have is healthy. I might have known him before but forgotten. When I see him sad, though, it does something to me." "What does it do?" "Thate seeing him so miserable. It bothers me." ---- Ethan looked away, pressing his lips together. "Then make him happy." Grace caught his eye in the rearview mirror. "Mr.
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Henderson, you really are a good m guy." Ethan suddenly smiled. "Yeah."
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