Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 271

Grace had no signal on her phone, so she couldn't contact anyone at the moment. She also didn't know when the storm would pass, but it shouldn't take more than a week at most.

She couldn't do anything right now besides changing her wet clothes. It was a good thing that there were extra bed sheets and covers in the cabinet, and the bed had also been neatly made with a clean blanket.

She sneezed and hunched her shoulders against the cold.

After taking off her wet clothes, she went for a hot shower. She finally started to feel warm and comfortable.

After that, she lay on the bed, listening to the sound of the storm outside. She decided to get some rest and see what things looked like after she woke up.

However, her phone suddenly rang after some time.

Grace was surprised to see she had a signal on her phone. She quickly got up from bed and answered the call. It was Tim calling.

The signal wasn't stable, so she didn't understand what he had just said. She could only hear one sentence—"Mr. Henderson went to the island by himself to look for you."

Grace thought she had heard it wrong and quickly confirmed with him again. "Mr. Bennett, are you kidding me? You let Mr. Henderson go out on his own in this kind of weather? His legs are still recovering!"

But the sounds from the other side of the phone became broken again. She couldn't hear anything.

Grace took a deep breath. When she heard Ethan was willing to come find her by himself, she was indeed touched but was also worried about him. It was like an apocalypse here on the island as pieces of wood would occasionally be swept away by the wind. If someone was hit by it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She couldn't possibly sleep with that on her mind, so she quickly got up and changed back into her wet clothes. Then, she went out again with the storm raging above her.

The rain seemed to be heavier than before. It was a little painful when the raindrops fell on her cheeks.

It took her so much effort to walk forward that she needed to cling to tree trunks to keep herself from being blown away. After walking for a few hundred yards, she saw a figure not far from her.

"There's a bungalow right in front. It's a good thing that it was mentioned when we were talking with the local officials. Let's go. I'll take you there."

Ethan didn't say anything and just stretched out one arm. The message was loud and clear—he needed her help to stand up.

Grace had the urge to laugh but couldn't let it out. She quickly helped him up. Both of them supported each other as they made their way to the bungalow in the distance.

She was a bit surprised that the direction Ethan had been heading in was correct. She wondered if he had been listening in while she was talking to the local officials.

The bungalow was not far from them. After bringing Ethan inside, she closed the door with difficulty.

Ethan was tall and had long legs. Worried his legs might experience complications, she quickly kneeled beside him right after closing the door. "Do your legs hurt? Where's your wheelchair?"

"I lost it."