His love

“Willow, are you seriously running out like this? Do you like men seeing you naked?” 

Willow froze. She didn’t want to be seen, but she also didn’t want to see Zayn. She hated him so much that she couldn’t bear to look at him. 

There wouldn’t be anyone around in a place like this anyway. Besides, her coat was so long that it reached her knees. It was cold, but it was enough to cover up anything inappropriate. 

“Whatever,” she thought. 

When Zayn saw her continue to walk away, his anger intensified. He strode forward and lifted Willow up without a word before heading briskly toward the Koenigsegg. 

Willow felt intense resistance toward his embrace. She used all her strength to break free. Suddenly, a 

spasm in her stomach left her powerless. Even as he placed her in the back seat, she remained too weak 

to move. 

The Koenigsegg sped off like a lightning bolt, leaving her feeling even more dazed and disoriented. She numbly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. 

She wondered when this absurd and painful time would end, Probably soon, when she died, everything would finally be over. She was worried she wouldn’t live long enough to see Kenan wake up. 

A metallic taste filled her throat, but Willow refused to show weakness in front of Zayn. She didn’t want him to think she was playing the victim again, so she forced herself to swallow the blood back down. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Zayn didn’t take Willow to Lakecoast but instead returned to Bordello. As soon as they entered the bedroom, Willow lunged at the bottle of painkillers on the bedside table. 

Without bothering to pour herself some water, she took out several pills and tried to swallow them. But before she could do that, Zayn snatched the pills from her hand and threw the bottle of which he had torn the label off out the window. 

“Zayn, you lunatic! Give me back my pills!” 

“Willow, are you so afraid of having my child?” Willow was taken aback. She didn’t know that Zayn took the painkillers as contraceptive pills. 

She didn’t bother to explain to him. She just said wearily, “You’re insane, Zayn.” 

“Answer me, Willow! Are you so afraid of having my child?* 

Willow found his repeated questioning ridiculous. 

She was willing to have his child. In fact, she had only ever wanted to have children with him. But did it 

matter? 

She had given birth to Aaron with great difficulty, only for Zayn to cruelly abandon him for Skyler. Later, when she became pregnant again, he ordered the doctors to kill the baby in her womb just to please 

Skyler. 

The thought of her two children’s tragic deaths made her eyes turn so red that it seemed they might bleed. She wanted to cry. But in the end, all she could do was laugh bitterly. 

“Yes, Zayn! I don’t want to have your child! I’d rather have a child with animals than have a child with you. Zayn Carter!”