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.

thought about how Willow had not only seduced Louis but had most likely also slept with Kenan and possibly countless other men, he couldn’t help but feel the urge to

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

that Aaron is yours, so

his grip on her

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

strangling her,

twitch.

like Kenan. Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps it was simply

couldn’t be bothered to tell Zayn any of that. She simply looked up at him lazily and said, “Mr. Carter, you should mind your own business.

humiliate myself, so I’m

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

you to say that

self–deprecating expression. Even