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!”

feeling unworthy of Kenan. Now, if Matthew got

you. This is your reckoning! You gotta

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

froze at the sound of Willow’s

“Matthew, not too

away from me. The doctor said I might never be able to have children

please, just

a chord in Matthew, stirring an unsettling sensation in his chest. But in

to its

it possibly be such a coincidence? Willa’s child was killed by her,

experience mirrored Willa’s.

“She’s o

Willow? Well, let me tell you, once that kid pops

struggling to suppress the metallic taste rising in her throat. She squeezed her mouth shut, but blood kept oozing through

you don’t need to worry about sending me to hell. I’m already knocking on death’s door. Even if, by some

get why you’re so dead set on blaming me for what happened to Wilhelmina, but I’ll