All too late for his love

Chapter 217

Matthew stayed stone–faced. But Zayn heard Wilhelmina’s voice.

His eyes darted her way and locked onto Matthew’s starry–eyed gaze. Zayn’s face darkened

In this world, nobody understood the slim curve of Willow’s waist quite like him. And the sensation of holding her close, locked in desperate intimacy, was a knowledge uniquely his own.

The mere notion of Matthew indulging in similar fantasies sparked a smoldering fury within Zayn. If Matthew dared to cast another glance Willow’s way, Zayn swore he’d gouge out those eyes without a second thought.

Luckily, Wilhelmina called out to Matthew again, saying, “Matt, did you hear me? I absolutely love Willow’s wedding dress!

“Matt, I need that dress. Let’s buy it, alright?”

In the Enchanted Moments boutique, every wedding dress was a one–of–a–kind masterpiece. If Wilhelmina wanted this dress, she’d have to talk Willow into giving it up.

back to reality. He gently clasped Wilhelmina’s hand with care. But when his gaze

“Willow, take it off!”

hadn’t expected Matthew to suddenly confront

Willow wasn’t one to relish in public nudity. Why would she comply

she calmly addressed the store clerk nearby. “I’ll take this dress. I’ll go and

even respond, Matthew had

down on Willow with an air of superiority. His gaze was icy as it swept over her -crimson dress. With each word carrying an unmistakable

dress!”

all innocent and compliant, Wilhelmina gently wrapped her arms

While I do adore this dress, I don’t want to make things harder for her. Matt,

ease off on

get what you

tightened. “Willow,

fancy the dress, she wasn’t keen on dragging out a pointless dispute with Matthew. Every minute of her life she had left was precious, and she shouldn’t squander it on trivial