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

make his

He could never forget about her in

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

neck. The obvious red marks on her neck were proof

of the scary red

scratch–about the length of a thumb–on the

injury on the back of her hand when his attention was

continued seeping out of the gauze, and to his astonishment, he noticed. the

approached her for a better look at her left hand, only for her to back off. “Mr. Nightingale, could you please step aside?” Staring at her feet, she struggled to conceal

embarrassment.

can open the door and

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

shoved her. Despite the pain, she stood straight and

deferential. She wanted to defend