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.

it, it sounded like she was the one

a surge of frustration, Willow turned her face away, dismissing Zayn as if he were nothing more than

medicine, fine He could do it and then hit

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

realization, a wave of calm washed over Willow. If she could handle the sight of street pack laid out in the open, she could certainly tolerate Zayn standing

no

what stood before her was merely a slab of meat, Willow saw no need to look away. She unabashedly let her eyes roam

something–his

bloody gash running several inches along

he had lost quite a bit of blood, but she hadn’t

chest, but she pushed it aside, maintaining a cool, detached tone. “Mr. Carter, if you’re going to apply

help me with the medicine. Zayn thrust his injured arm forward

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

busted too. I can’t Et it,”

right arm, revealing

momentarily distracted in a flash, he pulled her into his embrace.