All too late for his love

Chapter 203

Zayn landed a powerful punch on Matthew’s face. In the next instant, he pressed Matthew against the nearby table. “Who gave you the right to touch her?”

Zayn’s eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a wild beast that was encroached upon. He clenched his fists and landed another blow on Matthew’s face. “Answer me! Who gave you the right to touch her?”

Matthew’s face remained cold. He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and stood gracefully.

“She’s my lover. I’ll touch her if I want. What does it have to do with you, Mr. Carter?”

Lover? Zayn’s eyes burned even redder. Such a bright color yet filled with chilling desolation.

Right, she

face, he noticed a small puddle of blood by the wooden bed. He stared at that small patch of blood, almost trying to bore a hole

was dirty and cheap, yet she insisted on pretending to be

scour

for her, but she wasn’t even in danger. Instead, she was here with her sugar daddy. Zayn knew that this place was right next to

and redder as if the small

blood to Willow’s face. His

with Matthew just now

conscience was clear.

those who had faith in her would trust her implicitly without requiring explanations. However, those who

didn’t want to waste her time explaining

roughly threw it over herself. Expressionlessly, she said, “Mr. Carter,