All too late for his love

Chapter 65

Willow smiled bitterly. Choking again? He really wasn’t creative.

She closed her eyes tiredly before opening them again slowly. She had no more energy left to entertain Zayn. She didn’t even have an appetite anymore.

All she wanted was to bring Aaron back home and knock out on her bed.

“Talk to me!” Zayn’s eyes were rimmed red, making him look like a hungry beast. He looked as if he would gobble her up if she didn’t give him an answer he wanted to hear.

“Willow, tell me if that bastard belongs to Louis or Kenan!” Zayn’s hands quivered in anger, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging from the force he was exerting. He looked like the Devil itself.

Zayn had always assumed that Aaron was Louis‘ kid. But when he heard Kenan talking about how Aaron was his, he couldn’t help but look at their eerily similar faces and wonder whose child Aaron actually was.

not only seduced Louis but had most likely also slept with Kenan and possibly countless other men,

his questions were ridiculous. He’d rather believe Aaron was a bastard child than his own

is yours, so why would you care

grip on

had been when he strangled her the first time. It hurt so much then. But

because of how firmly he was strangling her,

twitch.

so much like Kenan. Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps it was

that. She simply looked up at him lazily and said, “Mr. Carter, you should mind your own business. We’re divorced. You no longer have the

me not to humiliate myself, so I’m here

everything. But now that I don’t, you’re nothing to me. I

you to say that again!” Zayn

in as big of a breath as she could so she wouldn’t suffocate before putting on an empty, self–deprecating expression. Even