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

of frustration, Willow turned her face away, dismissing Zayn as if he

apply the medicine, fine He could do

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

the sight of street pack laid out in the open, she could certainly tolerate Zayn standing there

was no big

Willow saw no need

then she noticed something–his left arm was badly

gash running several inches

of blood, but she hadn’t noticed earlier because his suit jacket was

pang of 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

help me with the medicine. Zayn thrust his injured arm

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

arm’s busted too. I can’t

right arm, revealing scrapes and significant swelling,

distracted in a flash, he pulled her