All too late for his love

Chapter 232

Matthew’s idea was just plain crazy. Wilhelmina despised Willow enough as it was. If she ended up having a kid with Matthew, she’d blow a gasket!

“Matthew, let me go! This is not happening!

“You want a child with Wilhelmina! How could I ever beat your child with her? Matthew, you’re out of your mind!”

But Matthew wasn’t budging. He stared at her with a menacing glare.

“Willow, once that kid’s here, you’re out. And it’s just gonna be me and Willa raising it.”

Willow’s eyes bulged in disbelief. She couldn’t wrap her head around his twisted scheme. To make her carry the baby, then off her once it was born.

How had the once decent Matthew turned so rotten? “Matthew, let me go! I’m not birthing your child! Release me!”

of Kenan. Now, if Matthew got his way, how

is your reckoning! You

swallowed her bitterness and mustered,” Matthew, Wilhelmina can’t have kids anymore, and

at the sound of

“Matthew, not too long ago, I was carrying a

from me. The doctor said I might never be able

Matthew, please, just let me

chord in Matthew, stirring an unsettling sensation

to

child

experience mirrored Willa’s.

“She’s o

Well, let me

for air, struggling to suppress the metallic taste rising in her throat. She squeezed her mouth shut, but blood

sending me to hell. I’m already knocking on death’s door. Even if, by some miracle, I could still get pregnant, there’s no way my

you’re so dead set on blaming me for what