All too late for his love

Chapter 219

Willow knew Wilhelmina’s wicked nature all too well. She understood that if she continued trying on dresses, Wilhelmina would employ the same tactics to snatch them away. So, she wasn’t about to waste

any more energy.

Being slim, she could fit into any of the wedding dresses here. Eyeing another one, she decided she’d

have the store clerk wrap it up for her later.

Just as she was about to reach for the dress, a sudden wave of nausea hit her throat. She fought to hold

it back. But this time, the feeling of blood rushing up was too strong, and she couldn’t stop it.

She refused to show any vulnerability in front of these people. Clutching her mouth, she bolted for the upstairs bathroom. As she burst into the bathroom, a rush of bright red blood spilled from her mouth.

Her stomach twisted with intense pain, and despite her efforts to hold it back, the agony persisted. And the blood just kept coming, as if there was no end in sight.

She kept retching, the metallic taste lingering in her throat.

felt so weak she could barely stand. She remained crouched on the floor

bathroom.

in the bathroom, Zayn, Matthew, and the rest must have left. This time around, stepping out, she wouldn’t have to put up with

she stepped out, barely having had a chance

there, radiating a chilly

her head around why Matthew would corner her here. She had already handed

to Wilhelmina, so what more did he

drained to deal with Matthew, Willow decided to blow him off. She acted like she hadn’t seen

and kept on walking.

Willow looked completely bewildered.

ever making any proposal

no clue what you’re talking about. I’ve got better things to do with my time than you. Move aside, please. I need to get out of

my mistress.” Matthew’s

real: a woman like you wouldn’t even get a foot in the

and let go of that pipe dream

eyes brimmed with tears. It was true. The

their approval. All she wanted was one last shot at marriage

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wedding gown and track him down on the other side. Before she could shake off her despair, Matthew’s voice cut through