All too late for his love

Chapter 391

“Willow, have you abandoned your sense of propriety, integrity, and honor? Are you throwing away your dignity?

Zayn’s words grew more offensive. Willow could no longer tolerate it. “Zayn, you’re sick!

“There is nothing between Mr. Nightingale and L. We are innocent. Even if there was something between us, it’s still none of your business!”

“Willow, you are my woman!” Zayn sounded like a beast backed into a comer. His rage was tinged with panicked possessiveness.

“Your woman?” Willow sneered. “Huh! Mr. Carter, are you joking?

“What gives you the right to say that? Is it because you’re my ex–boyfriend or my ex–husband? Or because you’re Skyler’s man, the father of her deceased child?

Carter, I am not your woman. I don’t know how many times I have to say it for

is for life and death, and in sickness and death. You

did Zayn

decisive words, Zayn suddenly lost his strength. He could no

desire to continue arguing with him there. She left money to pay the bill, turned around, and staggered

biting wind gnawed at her face, and Willow instinctively

should have dried her face, but instead, it had moistened it.

Once they

her and Zayn. The memory

sudden appearance had

face, and Willow instinctively shielded her eyes. The car suddenly accelerated, heading straight for her. As the Audi A8 closed in, Willow saw the face of the driver–it was

it, but the speeding Audi A8 st hit him. His quick reflexes meant he wasn’t

Willow, whom she despised. A surge of hatred made her want to run over Willow,

to barge out