All too late for his love

Chapter 335

lan was clad in the same outfit from yesterday. His bloodshot eyes suggested a sleepless night.

Willow couldn’t help but tear up when she recalled how lan had instructed Duncan to

torture and assault her last night. What happened to his trust in her and his remark about her having the

purest soul in the world?

Taking a step back, she tried to address him calmly, “Mr. Nightingale, are you here to retrieve your jacket?”

lan silently observed her face. Life was intriguing. Women whom he had known for years did not manage

his

him after he took a glimpse of her. He could never forget about her in this

Her pale and tiny face made her appear more vulnerable, as if she’d fall apart

traveled from her face to her neck. The obvious red marks on her neck

at the jarring sight of the scary red marks. His frown deepened when he

scratch–about the length of a thumb–on the back

to examine the injury on

bandaged left hand. Blood continued seeping out of the gauze, and to

to back off. “Mr. Nightingale, could you please step aside?” Staring at her feet, she struggled to conceal

embarrassment.

make way so I can open the door and

he stepped aside, Willow clutched the key and limped to the door. Last night,

Despite the pain, she

deferential. She wanted to defend her dignity and refused to be perceived as inferior