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 heart

took a glimpse of her. He could never forget about her in this life, and he wouldn’t want to either. Her face was extremely

lined her wind–caressed cheeks. Her pale and tiny face made her appear more vulnerable, as if she’d fall apart if he held

her neck. The obvious red marks on her neck were proof of

the scary red marks. His frown deepened

of a

had wanted to reach out to examine the injury on

bandaged left hand. Blood continued seeping out of the gauze, and to his astonishment, he noticed. the missing pinky

wavering, he approached her for a better look at her left hand, only for her to back off. “Mr. Nightingale, could you please step aside?”

embarrassment.

I can open the door and get

stepped aside, Willow clutched the key and limped to

shoved her. Despite the pain, she stood straight and

only disgust him by acting deferential. She wanted to