All too late for his love

Chapter 325

Wilhelmina’s heart skipped a beat. She fought to maintain her composure.

“Matt, what’s that supposed to mean? Isn’t it obvious that Willow is using that kid to get to you and turn

him against me?”

“Willa, did that kid actually push you?” Matthew’s

e bore into her, his voice cold and probing.

Wilhelmina, normally unapologetic for her actions, felt an unsettling wave of apprehension wash over her at Matthew’s icy Interrogation. “Of course! If Aaron hadn’t pushed me, how else would I have fallen?

“But Matt, please, don’t blame him. No matter what Willow might have influenced him to do, he’s just a

kid!”

heard the

for word.

hates you, and he hates your mom,

hates your mom so much? Because Willow is cheap and shameless. She’ll sleep with anyone. Just the sight of her

Matthew’s monotonous

her defense. But before she could, Matthew’s voice pierced the air again, cold and unwavering. “Willa, I saw the video. You

drained of color. She hadn’t counted on Matthew’s parking spot

you think! It’s not like that

high, and I accidentally twisted my ankle. I

and Willow! I genuinely didn’t realize he hadn’t pushed me! I was in so much pain when I fell. I was

with darkness. If only Wilhelmina had admitted to her actions, perhaps he wouldn’t feel so repulsed. But her desperate denial only

had often claimed that Willow was filthy, that she made him sick. Yet, deep down, Willow never truly disgusted him. Instead, he found himself inexplicably

truly disgusted him was the woman he had loved for so many years–Willa, the one he had

sordid history of framing Willow, he had always chosen to believe her. It wasn’t out of gullibility but out of