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.

still smiling. She stopped trying to pull

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

dazzling,

you holding my wrist so you can drag me to

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

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

with him, he stepped forward and pinned Willow

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

if she

that fire, and the new Willow had risen from the ashes. She was bulletproof now, and it would take more

by touching me like this, Mr. Carter? You must

“Willow!”

her hand and pinching

had a knack for

lost himself to grief when he thought she’d died, but it seemed she was not going to give him peace of mind even when

Zayn would be lying if he said he hadn’t hoped

He had become predictable. He would pinch her jaw, strangle her, or roar her name whenever she pissed him

show of violence, she