All too late for his love

Silas quickly walked over to Sylvia and carefully lifted her from the ground.

Silas' eyes were red as if soaked in blood. Willow didn't know whether his reddened eyes were because of Nicola's death or because Willow had pushed Sylvia downIL.

The rocks were sharp, and the back of Sylvia's hand was badly cut.

Sylvia held her hand and frowned in pain. "Silas, it hurts so much! I don't know what I did wrong. Willow was trying to kill me! But I'm her cousin!"

Willow didn't bother to defend herself. She didn't feel the need to justify herself, especially to someone like Silas. He was heartless and couldn't distinguish right from wrong.

Right now, she only wanted to punish these devils who had murdered Nicola and mourn for her soul.

"Silas, why did you make Nicola take the blame for Sylvia? You know very well that Nicola wasn't the murderer. It was Sylvia!"

Before Silas could respond, Willow questioned him harshly, "How could you be so ruthless and kill Nicola's child! That child is your own flesh and blood! You're worse than an animal!"

"She deserved it!"

Silas' eyes grew even redder. His words seemed directed at Willow but were more like he was trying to convince himself.

"A heartless bitch like her deserves to die! She brought disaster to Sylvia! She's a filthy woman, and she should have died a long time ago. She's not even worthy of bearing my children!"

Willow slapped Silas hard across the face.

For someone insignificant like her without any background, slapping Silas was practically suicidal. But now, she wasn't afraid at all.

The people she cared about were all gone. There was nothing left in this world to hold her back As someone who was already on the brink of death, she had nothing to lose. She wasn't afraid of anything.

She only feared that she wouldn't be able to avenge Nicola and Aaron before she died. She had to make those who hurt her pay the price they deserved.

"Willow!"

Silas had never been slapped on the face before. At that moment, he wanted to crush Willow's hand badly.

Kenan wouldn't let him hurt her. He quickly stepped in front of her and protected her.

"Willow, don't be afraid. I'm not going to let him hurt you!"

Normally, Silas wouldn't forgive anyone who slapped him that easily, even if she was his best friend's En woman.

But at this moment, he couldn't bring himself to hurt Willow.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Nicola was really dead. The woman who had always followed him around would never return again.

And Willow, she was Nicola's best friend. His once cold heart began to soften. We the pain was unbearable.

Silas became conflicted. He couldn't possibly care about Nicola. It was impossible.

"Silas, don't you feel sorry for hurting Nicola again and again? You even killed her child and pushed her to her death! Don't you feel the slightest regret?"