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

why did you cough up blood? Do

her and pulled her into a tight hug. A look of heartache flashed across

couldn’t have possibly put on an act. She spent most of the time

release me. I’m just feeling a little sick.” Willow brought up her stomach cancer to Zayn multiple times, but he refused to believe in her. Hence,

Willow. Instead, he glared at the corner of her lips, which were stained

not cough up much blood. That must have happened because

because she suffered a

than eat the breakfast he prepared, which he took as a sign of her disgust

demanded, nearly force–feeding her in his rage. However, he reconsidered that idea, not wanting to embarrass himself by feeding someone who found him

trauma related to com soup and wanted to avoid any stomach

Soon, she finished the bowl of corn soup. Still hungry, she helped herself to a second

he watched her obediently drink the soup. He didn’t notice