All too late for his love

Chapter 375

Matthew’s brows furrowed. “Willa?”

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He hadn’t meant to hurt Wilhelmina while he was in a daze. He hurried forward and pulled Wilhelmina into his arms. “I’m sorry, Willa. I was just…”

What was he supposed to say? That he had imagined the love of his life as some other woman? It was unforgivable of him to do that, and it would come out wrong no matter how hard he tried to explain himself.

Wilhelmina’s heart tightened. She was afraid to hear Matthew speak the truth–that he had pictured her as Willow and lost control of himself.

Wilhelmina wouldn’t know how to live with the shame.

She threw herself into Matthew’s arms and said sorrowfully, “It’s okay, Matt. You don’t have to say anything. I believe you, and I have faith in our relationship.

“We’ve stuck by each other’s side for four years. We promised we would face the world together. You wouldn’t betray me after all we’ve been through.

truly would be no good men left in this world. I know your love for me is true, and you’ll always have my

Willow a hard time, yet despite her effort, she only succeeded in humiliating herself. Willow, in contrast, was unscathed. Wilhelmina was too embarrassed to linger

had been silent all this while, suddenly

when she heard Ian’s voice. She couldn’t help feeling like

he wanted to offer her an endorsement deal after seeing how beautiful she looked

there something I can help you with?” Wilhelmina asked. She wouldn’t ask for an endorsement deal outright, so she settled for flashing a

reason, Ian’s stomach churned every

pointed out impassively, “Ms. Foster, I believe we should discuss compensation after you ripped

her surprise evident in her

breaths before she found her voice again. “Mr. Nightingale, I thought… you gave me

she was an idiot. “I believe you’ve misread the situation, Ms. Foster. Why would I give you

about it, he was right. He had allowed her to try on the gown,

and appraised every detail of the gown she

with gold and depicting subtle patterns, was a work of art. The mother–of–pearl sewn into the bodice and pleats looked fine and expensive. The

by secretly having Wilhelmina

entertainment industry wasn’t exactly flourishing,