His love

“What did you say? Say it again!” Zayn shouted. 

Ignoring the bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes, Willow smiled radiantly. “I said I’d rather have a child with a pig or a beggar on the street than ever have another child with you, Zayn!” 

As Zayn stared at her, his eyes were filled with hatred and violence. It was as if there were countless vicious beasts inside, ready to tear Willow to pleces. 

Yes, she never wanted to have his child. Four years ago, she had killed their child with her own hands. 

He still couldn’t forget the sight of their child’s blood mixing with his own and dripping from his forehead. All the warmth in his heart seeped out with each drop. 

Recently, she was pregnant again, but she didn’t care about the child at all. She risked her pregnancy to harm Skyler, which led to her losing the baby. 

“Hah!” Just as Willow thought he was going to strangle her, he sneered coldly. 

“Willow, who do you think you are? You don’t want to have my child? So be it. Do you think I’d force your to? You don’t even deserve to bear my child! If I ever have a child, it will only be with Skyler.” 

Zayn took out a wad of cash from his wallet and threw it at Willow’s face. “Don’t forget to buy emergency contraceptives!” 

He slowly put his wallet back in his pocket. This was Zayn. Even in his most ruthless moments, he carried an air of superiority. 

As he stood up, he looked down at Willow with contempt and coldness etched on his perfectly sculpted face. 

“Don’t think you can play games with me, Willow. If I find out you didn’t take the pill, or if you get pregnant with my child… I promise I’ll kill that child with my own hands!” 

Without a second glance, Zayn slammed the door and left. 

“Hah!” Unable to move from the pain, Willow could only laugh bitterly. 

Zayn needn’t worry. With her broken body, she couldn’t conceive his child even without emergency contraception. When he cruelly killed her unborn child, he had taken away her ability to ever become a mother again. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Dollar bills scattered across Willow’s face. She couldn’t be bothered to remove them. She just lay stiffly on the bed and let the overwhelming pain consume her until she fell into darkness. 

As soon as Zayn exited the small apartment, he took out the memory card from his pocket. 

Thinking of the photos on it, he tightened his grip and snapped the card in half. Only when the card was irreparably broken did he throw it into the garbage bin downstairs. 

He pulled out his phone and called Liam. “I need you to find four people. I want them.., to disappear