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.

was still smiling. She stopped trying to pull

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

and grew dazzling, the look in

wrist so you can drag me to

plans to go to the afterlife

was already furious about Willow’s fake death, but to hear her take shots at him like this pushed him

still with him, he stepped forward and pinned

flatter yourself, Willow. I wouldn’t soil my hands by dragging

she had already expected his

been burned to death in that fire, and the new Willow had risen from the ashes. She was bulletproof now, and it would take more than words for Zayn to

dirtying your hands by touching me like this, Mr. Carter? You

“Willow!”

of her hand

knack for getting under his

she was not going to give him peace of mind even when she was alive and well,

if he said he hadn’t hoped she was

this back–and–forth with Zayn rather tiresome. He had become predictable. He would pinch her jaw, strangle

violence, she raised