All too late for his love

Chapter 80

The Rumpus Club auctioned a woman’s first dance, but it was nothing but a farce. Everyone knew it was about wealthy men finding mistresses. No man would spend so much just to dance. There was no such innocent man!

The woman who was auctioned would become a long–term mistress. Willow sat at her vanity, gazing silently at the mirror. What a beautiful face!

She had looked at it for so many years and each time she was still captivated. Even now, sick and thin, her bare face still held stunning beauty.

In some ways, God was fair. Some lacked a beautiful countenance but still lived lives of fulfillment and happiness.

of pain. If she could choose, she’d prefer an ordinary face to endure less sorrow. Still, she couldn’t deny its uses, like at

woman auctioning her first dance

woman’s photo. Even with careful photoshopping, she couldn’t compare to Willow’s ravishing

Zayn didn’t want her. She wanted to leave this

at her wit’s end. She was forced to depart this life

first dance.

mistresses. Willow, having been intimate and a mother, didn’t meet the criteria. But in this modern era, technology offered solutions–the fake

took some more painkillers and headed to the hospital for

was heavy with desolation. She had

tonight. Thinking of being auctioned off to

tonight, all the things Zayn had said about her would be true. She, Willow,