All too late for his love

Chapter 229

Willow was keenly aware of Matthew’s intentions. She instinctively tucked her hand behind her back.

The piece of cloth and the button, stained with Aaron’s and Nicola’s blood, held the memories of their final moments. Willow couldn’t bear the idea of letting go of these last fragments.

“Willow, hand them over!” Matthew’s voice, typically smooth, now carried a chilling edge.

“These belong to Aaron and Nicola. Why should I give them to you?” Willow’s response was sharp and unwavering.

Willow clenched her fist and retreated, but Matthew was faster. He closed the distance in a few swift strides and roughly grabbed her wrist.

“Matthew, let go of me!” Willow demanded.

Matthew’s grip was unyielding, causing Willow’s eyes to redden with tears. She suppressed a sob and yelled, “Matthew, you’ve already destroyed Nicola’s grave! What more do you want?”

“You claim you’re seeking revenge for Wilhelmina and her unborn child, but I never laid a hand on them!

keeps tormenting me–so who am I supposed to seek justice

cracked with emotion.

moment, Willow’s refusal to admit any wrongdoing

expression.

fingers and retrieved the items from her grasp with a cold determination. As the button and the blood–stained piece of cloth

she reached out to pick them up. But before her fingers could

sturdy and substantial, was no match for the

Matthew destroyed it.

gives you the

exerting all her strength to push

he relented and moved his foot. Without hesitation,

Matthew’s men were quicker. They swiftly snatched

cloth and wood, consuming them until they were nothing

wanted to rush forward and snuff out the dancing flames. But Matthew’s vice–like grip on her

dwindled, Willow collapsed to

and Skyler