Chapter 87

Bending her legs, she kneeled on the ground. It felt like a dagger was slowly stabbing her heart, drowning out the last glimmer of hope within her with her blood.

As the first light of morning filtered through the curtains, Zayn rose from the bed. After putting on his meticulously tailored, black, high–end suit, stood tall, exuding refinement.

he

Meanwhile, she laid huddled in bed, utterly disheveled, like an ant crushed underfoot. No matter how hard she struggled, a single step from others would render her helpless

to leave, he lowered his gaze and suddenly noticed the glaring red stain on the sheets. Seeing the blood, a savage fury flashed across his usually refined

just to seduce men,” Weary, Willow closed her eyes. She didn’t

me to say, Mr. Carter?” Willow slowly opened her eyes. Her once captivating gaze was now filled with

yesterday? Mr. Carter, I have nothing to say to you. You’re right.

his grip, nearly snapping

bitter self–mockery in her eyes. “Mr. Carter, don’t forget to transfer the money to the Rumpus Club as

only furled Zayn’s hatred. He glared at Willow with bloodshot eyes, as

did you undergo surgery before your 18th birthday night too? I thought

made her lips tremble uncontrollably. She

him, and it was also that night that

loved most, through thick and thin. She never expected that such

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