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 took a glimpse of her. He could never forget about her

wind–caressed cheeks. Her pale and tiny face made her appear more vulnerable, as

neck. The obvious red marks on her

sight of the

a thumb–on the back

to reach out to examine the injury on the back of her hand when his attention was

of the gauze, and to his astonishment, he noticed. the missing pinky finger

to back off. “Mr. Nightingale, could you please step aside?”

embarrassment.

so I can open the door and get

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

the pain, she stood straight

looked down on her, she knew she’d only disgust him by acting deferential. She wanted to defend her