Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 211 Chapter 211 After sending Ethan back, Grace returned hand immediately sent Eda message. "Hey, I'm gonna go shopping tomorrow. Can I get you scouple's stuff? Like matching mugs and toothbrushes," she said. The reply cin instantly, as if Ed already had his phone in his hand. "Sure." Maybe he was worried his tone was too cold, so he sent another message. "T'm happy too." Grace let out a faint smile. Just as she lay down in her bed, her phone rang. It was a call from Paul.

Taylor had been transferred to Central General Hospital earlier that morning, and his condition was still the same. "Grace, Maria is still waiting for you," Paul told her. Grace had been trying to gather sinformation from the prison for the past two days. But the Lamberts were purely business people after all, and their influence could only reach so far. She couldn't turn to Selene for help again, either. Selene's relationship with the Jensens was awkward right now.

---- As for Ethan, Grace was still in the process of atoning to him. She didn't dare to owe him another favor. After considering all her options, the only person she could think of was Yancey. He had been surprisingly quiet these days. She gave Yancey a call right away. His voice was hoarse, it sounded like he had just recovered from a serious illness. Grace didn't bother asking further. "Do you have any connections with anyone at Twin Rivers Prison? I want to bring someone in for a visit." Yancey immediately sat up in bed. His back was soaked with blood, for he had been lying there for hours. But since Grace rarely called him, he forced himself to hold on. "Yes, I do. It's easy for someone from the Hendersons to get in, but you'll have to letcwith you." She agreed and quickly informed Maria. At 10:00 pm, Yancey's car arrived outside the building where Grace was staying, right on time.

When she got in his car, she noticed that his hands on the steering wheel were weak and trembling. "What's wrong with you?" she asked. His lips were visibly pale. "I... Forget it. You'll find out tomorrow." ---- Grace wasn't particularly interested in whatever happened to him, so she just simply nodded. "Sure." When they arrived at Twin Rivers Prison, Maria was already waiting there. She cina rush, and her hands were quivering. Maria's first instinct when she saw Grace was to kneel again.

Grace quickly helped Maria up. "Con, let's head in. Your husband should be waiting for you." Maria wiped the tears off her face and adjusted the package she was carrying. The last tMaria received a letter from Randy, he wrote that he was often hungry in there and always got beaten up. It broke her heart, so this tshe brought him plenty of food. The three of them waited in a room. Maria anxiously pinched the fabric on her knees, her eyes slightly red.

She was really looking forward to seeing Randy. It had been years since the two last saw each other. She didn't even know what to say now that they were about to meet again. Seeing Maria like this made Grace feel a little bad for her. Yancey, on the other hand, had no idea who Maria was. He leaned against the wall, sweating heavily on his forehead. Grace could even smell a strong scent of blood from him. But since Yancey didn't bring it up, Grace didn't bother asking ---- either.

Ten minutes later, someone suddenly opened the door to the room they were in. "Who is Randy's family member here?" Maria's eyes lit up. Her body was shaking as she stood up. "I-I am... Where is he?" The officer's expression was full of regret. "Hello, I'm sorry to inform you, Randy passed away half an hour ago." Maria's body swayed for a bit, and then she quickly caught her balance against the wall. "No... no, I want to see him. "At least letsee him one last time.

I brought his favorite buns, he definitely won't starve this time." The officer took a step back. "He really did pass away. We're here to ask you to identify his body. It's currently in the morgue." Upon hearing that, Grace immediately walked to Maria's side to help her stand. She thought Maria would faint. But instead, Maria tightly shut her eyes, tears already streaming down her cheeks. "Please taketo the morgue, thank you," Maria said. Grace was also shocked and heartbroken.

The car ride to the morgue was silent and heavy with grief. When they arrived, Grace helped Maria out of the car. ---- Maria stumbled and nearly hit her forehead on a sharp rock. Grace quickly threw her hand out to shield Maria, scraping the back of her own hand and drawing blood in the process. But Maria couldn't see clearly. Her tears already blurred her vision at this point. Maria continued stumbling forward, while Grace could only follow behind.

Upon reaching in front of Randy's corpse, Maria was quivering as she lifted the white cloth. Maria thought she had aged a lot over the years, but Randy even more so. He was emaciated, and it was clear he had been through a lot. Seeing this, Maria finally broke down. She threw herself onto Randy's body and sobbed uncontrollably, unable to forma single word, as if grief had completely shut down her ability to speak. "Aah! Please!" She kept shaking his body as her heavy tears fell onto him.

But the dead could no longer respond. Grace stood silently behind Maria, At this moment, Grace was consumed with hatred toward Alice's heartlessness, All because of Alice's selfish act, two kind souls were dragged into hell. Maria finally tired herself out. She slowly kneeled on the floor, resting against the side of the bed, and continued ---- crying. The backs of her skinny hands were bulging with veins. Grace wanted to comfort Maria, but felt like there was a lump stuck in her throat.

She regretted not handling this sooner. Maybe Maria could have seen Randy one last tif Grace had done so. After Maria was done crying, she calmly stood up and m covered Randy's body with the cloth.

She then turned to kneel before Grace and bowed several times.

Startled, Grace almost kneeled down with Maria. "I'm so sorry, Ms.

Vickham. I was too slow." Maria silently shook her head and pointed at her throat. In the face of overwhelming grief, a person could lose their ability to speak.

Maria wanted to comfort Grace, but couldn't say a single word. She could only point at her throat to signal and el sprake her head. Grace felt as though her heart had been stabbed right through in an instant. The pain was unbearable.