All too late for his love (Willow and Zayn)

Chapter 354

Willow had once again made it clear that she loathed him.

Matthew didn’t understand why he was inferior to Zayn and Kenan.

She was willing to do everything nasty to please other men. But when it came to him, she pretended to be

a woman who valued her dignity!

He found her disgusting. As wickedness formed in his heart, his remarks grew colder and meaner. “Do

you think I have a crush on you, Willow?”

“I just hope that you won’t shamelessly pester me anymore after we have a deal!”

Willow sweated profusely as she saw Matthew go insane again.

Skyler and Louis had no intention of leaving the room.

Willow had no way of defending herself against Matthew’s threat when she couldn’t go out. But she didn’t

want to be his woman!

Even when they went through thick and thin in the dungeon, Willow never thought that she would become Matthew’s woman one day.

“Matthew, you may continue if you want to force me to death again!” she said.

Matthew stiffened. He stared at Willow, his increasingly cold eyes filled with uncontrollable rage for a

moment.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to say, “Go die if you dare to! A dirty bitch like you deserves to die

miserably!”

But he couldn’t say that. Because he was afraid she would die. She would truly kill herself.

When he forced her last time, she tried to commit suicide by slitting her wrist. He would never forget the

sight of her blood that day.

Matthew tightened his fist and swung it down hard.

Willow thought he was going to hit her and subconsciously closed her eyes. Surprisingly, he only hit the

ground near her.

“Willow!”

Matthew raised his face to stare at her, and at that moment he looked like a beast falling into an abyss

with no way out. He muttered, “Why? Why…”

Willow hadn’t expected Matthew to ask such a question. She was perplexed. How could she know what he wanted to say if he didn’t finish his sentence?

“Why do you like others but hate me? Why!” he asked.

By the end of his sentence, Matthew’s voice had become hoarse, as if someone had choked his throat.

He groaned in desperation.

Willow didn’t respond right away but lowered her eyes and stared at her left hand.

The bandage on her left hand was soaked with blood again. It was time for her to change it. Thinking of that, she slowly untied the thick bandage,

She winced in pain when she removed the innermost layer of the bandage, which was stuck together with pus and blood. She couldn’t help but frown slightly, Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Willow raised her hand and said, her voice tinged with mockery, “Mr. Mayer, I don’t have masochistic tendencies. Try to imagine it. Would you have a crush on me if I kept torturing you for no reason and chopped off one of your fingers?”