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!”

Zayn’s

me bring you joy? Do you enjoy

unreasonable!” Willow retorted, too

conversation.

free, but Zayn tightened his grip, pinning her wrists

you, all while you were flirting with Mr. Nightingale. How can

nor did she want to. But having to justify herself to Zayn

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

life nor death!”

just a 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 already fragile hold on

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

yourself

white when

came and went. 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