All too late for his love

Chapter 295

“Let me go!” Willow exclaimed, looking up to find herself mere Inches from Zayn’s furious, handsome face.

The absurdity of the situation brought a sense of amusement to her. She had been forcefully pulled into the car and pinned down. Logically, she should have been the one seething with anger. Instead, Zayn looked inexplicably livid.

“Willow, do you find it amusing to toy with me?‘ Zayn snapped.

“Mr. Carter, I honestly have no clue what you’re talking about!” Willow protested, pushing against him with all her might.

But he remained unmoved, as solid as a statue.

“Willow, it wasn’t you who died a month ago!”

flickered in Zayn’s

be dead just to deceive me bring you joy? Do you enjoy making a fool of

Willow retorted, too

conversation.

against his hold, attempting to break free, but Zayn tightened his grip, pinning her

with thoughts of you, all while you were flirting with Mr. Nightingale. How

with lan, nor did she want

smile, she stated, “Mr. Carter, who do you think you are? Who I flirt with is none of

life nor death!”

month ago when he had believed she perished in a fire. He was engulfed by excruciating heartache as he cradled the charred remains. That moment had shattered his

trembling lips with bloodshot eyes. A whirlwind of emotions–longing, pain,

keep yourself in

face turned ghostly white when she sensed Zayn

Aaron had been brought to the school gate by his teacher, waiting for his parents to pick him up. Willow worried about the humiliation she would face if anyone saw how Zayn treated her in