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.

way he framed it, it sounded like she was the one with ulterior

her face away, dismissing Zayn as if he were

He could do it and then

if he pleased. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen it before, and

If she could handle the sight of street pack laid out in the open, she could certainly

was no

saw no need to look away. She unabashedly let her eyes roam

something–his left arm was badly

a nasty, bloody gash running several inches along his

lost quite a bit of blood, but she hadn’t noticed earlier because his suit jacket was

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

medicine. Zayn thrust his injured arm forward deliberately. “I’m hurt, I need

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

too. I

revealing scrapes and significant swelling, despite the minimal

momentarily distracted in a flash, he pulled her into his embrace. His hold was firmaround her