All too late for his love

Chapter 394

Willow’s brow knitted in frustration as she watched Zayn begin to take off his clothes.

She had only suggested he go to the hospital out of concern, but he seemed intent on proving her wrong.

Regret stabbed her as she realized her mistake in allowing him inside in the first place.

“Mr. Carter, I think it’s best if you leave,” she said, pointing to his suit jacket

To her surprise, Zayn didn’t react with his usual aggression. Instead, there was a vulnerability in his eyes as he awkwardly lifted his left arm, almost as if pleading for understanding.

“willow, didn’t you give me the medicine so I could apply it?”

Willow was left speechless. His question caught her off guard.

she was the one with ulterior motives,

Willow turned her face away, dismissing

He could do it and then

clothes, he could strip down if he pleased. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen

handle the sight of street pack laid

no

saw no

then she noticed something–his left arm was badly

was a nasty, bloody gash running

blood, but

unease settled in Willow’s chest, but she pushed it aside, maintaining a cool, detached tone. “Mr. Carter, if you’re going to apply that medicine, do it quickly. Then you need to leave. It’s late,

help me with the medicine. Zayn thrust his injured arm forward deliberately. “I’m hurt,

hands, don’t you? Apply the medicine yourself! Willow’s resolve

right arm’s busted too. I can’t Et it,” Zayn

revealing scrapes and significant swelling, despite the minimal

Zayn’s injured arm, momentarily distracted in a flash, he pulled her into his embrace. His hold was