All too late for his love

Chapter 275

“Watch yourself, Mr. Carter!”

Willow hissed as she tried to shrug off Zayn’s vise–like grip. However, it only made him grip her wrist tighter.

“Willow,” he breathed, the rage in his voice a culmination of the grief and pain he had experienced in the past month.

As emotions flooded him, he added shakily, “You’re still alive.”

Willow couldn’t care less about the emotions she saw flickering in his eyes.

A small and distant smile curled on her lips as she drawled, “Yes, I’m still alive. You can save your prayer for someone else. Sorry to disappoint you!”

“Willow!”

Zayn saw Willow through a red mist. He looked at her ferociously like he was debating on cutting open her chest to see if she had a heart at all.

She stopped trying to pull away

left wrist, and while her injury had recovered, her nerves were damaged. She couldn’t exert the same strength anymore and decided

dazzling, the look in her eyes

so you can drag me

I have no plans to go to the afterlife right now, so don’t

to hear her

Skyler was still with him, he

soil my hands by

as if she had already

been burned to death in that fire, and the new Willow had risen from

won’t mind dirtying your hands by touching me like this, Mr. Carter? You must be a masochist,”

“Willow!”

growled warningly, letting go of her hand and pinching her jaw

had a knack for getting under

thought she’d died, but it seemed she was not going to give him peace of mind

Zayn would be lying if he said

find this back–and–forth with Zayn rather tiresome. He had become predictable. He would pinch her jaw, strangle her, or roar her name whenever she pissed

with his show of violence, she raised a brow at him