Chapter 16

Suddenly, the sound of a wine bottle breaking filled the private room as Zayn viciously smashed the bottle onto John’s head

Zayn’s inexplicable actions left everyone dumbfounded, but no one dared to question him. All they could do was remain silent and walk on eggshells around him.

Zayn completely disregarded the bloodied and wailing folin, and forcefully pulled Willow away from his embrace amidst the stunned silence of the crowd. As a searing surge of fury possessed him, he made his way toward Bordello.

When she was in the prate room moments ago, Willow had acted every ounce of her strength to prevent herself from collapsing

he was already plagued by a dangerously delicate stomach. After having consumed so much alcohol on an empty stomach and being subjected to the violent jolts of the speeding car, she felt an excruciating pain in her stomach–as if he insides were being ripped apart.

As soon as they peached Bordello, Zayn threw her coughly onto the bed.

Willow was in so much pain that she could barely breathe. She didn’t have the time or energy to deal with his anger. She just wanted to find some painkillers to alleviate the agonizing pain in her stomach.

She struggled to feel her way around, eventually locating the medicine bottle on the bedside table,

There was only one pill left in the medicine bottle. When she saw it, she felt as if she had clutched the last lifeline that would rescue her from the clutches of pain.

She popped the pill out of the bottle and quickly brought it to her mouth. However, Zayn suddenly snatched the pill from her hand before she could swallow it.

“Willow! How could you stoop so low!”

“Zam, please, it’s just paindlers”

give it to me. My stomach is

“In pain

the spine. “You deserve every bit of

he unceremoniously hurled

“Please, Zayn, don’t!!!

pill, but her attempts were

pain was the most unbearable ordeal. Many patients had not succumbed to physical exhaustion,

turned a ghostly shade of purple. She wanted to alleviate the pain on her body, yet the painkiller

window, her gaze falling upon

and comfort. Yet, not a single

look at all

light shines, that’s where

the one who

one who had

twisted date had taken their home away, In the

hit back to the harsh reality. She felt a wave of pain wash over her, similar to a fish struggling for survival

only have you in

and said, “Willow, you make

in a disheveled state, her stomach pain causing her to retch

regurgitated, traces of blood werdiscemible. A droplet of this blood–tinged vomit dripped onto Zayn’s

unfiltered disgust in

“willow, you’re truly disgusting!”

was clouded by the Intern pain, and

not defiled… I’m sick. I’m really

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