All too late for his love

Chapter 297

Willow questioned if she had indeed heard that woman call her son a “cripple“.

Ever since Aaron had injured his leg, the last thing Willow wanted to hear was someone using that derogatory term to describe him.

She whipped her head around and fixed a cold stare on the young woman standing before her, clad in designer attire and adorned with sparkling jewels. The woman was Mandy Fisher.

Mandy’s appearance was passable, but her thin lips and prominent cheekbones lent her a sharp, unfriendly demeanor. She clearly wasn’t someone who made friends easily.

Next to her was a young boy, about four years old, named Harlan Selwood. His face bore a faint scratch

and was streaked with dried tears.

Pointing at Aaron, he sobbed, “Mom, it was him! The cripple! He hit me! See this scratch? He did it! Mom, it really hurt. You must do something about him!”

“Oh, my darling, don’t cry! It breaks my heart to see you upset!” Mandy exclaimed, gently cupping Harlan’s

face.

his lesson!

you again!”

fight me! My mom is the best. You’re going

wiped his nose and taunted

the one who caused Aaron’s injuries. The irony was palpable–the minor scratch on Harlan’s face was almost imperceptible, whereas Aaron had been seriously hurt. It was evident that Harlan owed Aaron

hear me? Apologize to my son right now!” Mandy demanded, pulling Harlan forward and looking

won’t ask again.

“Apologize?”

tightened her grip

joking? If anyone should be

you just

upon hearing Willow’s words. She pointed

my son’s face–all scratched up by this cripple! How dare you demand him

cripple?”

leg will heal!”

and your son owe Aaron an

won’t apologize to this cripple!” Harlan shouted back, pointing

you walk so weird, and your mom