All too late for his love

Bending her legs, she kneeled on the ground. It felt like a dagger was slowly stabbing her heart, drowning out the last glimmer of hope within her with her blood.

As the first light of morning filtered through the curtains, Zayn rose from the bed. After putting on his meticulously tailored, black, high-end suit, stood tall, exuding refinement.

he Meanwhile, she laid huddled in bed, utterly disheveled, like an ant crushed underfoot. No matter how hard she struggled, a single step from others would render her helpless Just as Zayn was about to leave, he lowered his gaze and suddenly noticed the glaring red stain on the sheets. Seeing the blood, a savage fury flashed across his usually refined features.

He strode forward, gripping Willow's neck harshly. "Willow, you're quite something, aren't you? You're willing to do anything just to seduce men," Weary, Willow closed her eyes. She didn't bother to defend herself because Zayn was speaking the truth. She had indeed undergone surgery yesterday. "Speak!"

"What do you want me to say, Mr. Carter?" Willow slowly opened her eyes. Her once captivating gaze was now filled with desolation.

"Do you want me to tell you where I had the surgery yesterday? Mr. Carter, I have nothing to say to you. You're right. I'm willing to do anything for money."

"Willow Sanford!" Zayn tightened his grip, nearly snapping Willow's neck.

She smirked, a hint of bitter self-mockery in her eyes. "Mr. Carter, don't forget to transfer the money to the Rumpus Club as soon as possible. I'm still waiting for my money."

Her constant mention of money only furled Zayn's hatred. He glared at Willow with bloodshot eyes, as if wanting to kill her.

Suddenly, he said, "Willow, did you undergo surgery before your 18th birthday night too? I thought you were so pure back then. Turns out you were just pretending."

Already pale, Willow's face turned ashen at Zayn's words. The extreme humiliation made her lips tremble uncontrollably. She never expected him to suspect her like this.

On her 18th birthday night, she had happily given herself to him, and it was also that night that she fell pregnant with Aaron.

She had imagined spending her life with the man she loved most, through thick and thin. She never expected that such sincere and passionate love was just an act of pretense in his eyes.

Before she could even properly ease her overwhelming sorrow, she heard Zayn's emotionless voice once again. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"Willow, the most disgusting thing I've ever done in my life is sleeping e with you