All too late for his love

Chapter 347

Zayn was furious at Willow’s disrespect. His expression clouded as a storm raged within. The light in his eyes went out while he put down his utensils.

“Willow Sanford, do I disgust you?”

Willow wanted to explain that she was triggered by the nightmarish memories from the dungeon and that she wasn’t disgusted by him. Alas, she was too nauseated to speak.

She had a weak stomach to begin with. She hadn’t taken any food since last night, and her stomach suffered as a result.

However, she only managed to vomit out some bile mixed with strands of blood.

“Willow, answer me!” Zayn shot up from his seat, ready to teach her a good lesson, when he spotted specks of blood on the corner of her lips.

His

shock. “Willow, why did you

pulled her into a tight hug. A look of heartache flashed across his eyes as he stared at her pale

had coughed up blood when she had ‘late–stage stomach cancer,” which he assumed was a ruse to gain his sympathy. However, she couldn’t have possibly put on an act. She spent most of the time fighting him off, and she wouldn’t

to Zayn multiple times, but he refused to believe in

of Willow. Instead, he glared at the

That must have happened because of an

because she suffered a

She’d rather starve than eat the breakfast he prepared,

that idea, not wanting to embarrass himself by feeding someone who found

the end, he brought her a bowl of com soup. Since she did not have any trauma related to com

of corn

he watched her obediently drink the soup. He didn’t notice the softening of his demeanor, marked by the grin on his