All too late for his love (Willow and Zayn) novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392 

“Willow, are you hurt? Zayn’s fury hadn’t dissipated, but he was more concerned about Willow’s well–being now. 

He decided it wasn’t worth arguing with a woman and set aside his grievances. 

“I’m fine. Thank you, Mr. Carter, Willow said coldly. She extricated herself from Zayn’s embrace. 

She was somewhat worried about Zayn. She had noticed that he had taken a solid hit earlier. But their relationship was too strained for her to voice her concern. 

“Mr. Nightingale, I apologize for tonight I’m sorry it turned out to be such an unpleasant evening. I’m heading back now. You should get some rest too.” 

“Willow, let me send you home! san grabbed Willow’s hand, speaking firmly 

“Willow, don’t you dare!” Zayn refused to back down, grabbing her other hand. “I’ll send you!” 

Willow smiled coldly and broke free from their grip. “Mr. Nightingale, Mr. Carter, why don’t both of you go back together? I won’t be joining you!” Just then, a taxi came by. Willow quickly flagged it down and got in 

The air conditioning made the taxi stuffy, but sitting inside, Willow felt a rare sense of calmness. 

Dealing with men was draining Willow truly hoped her life would be free of endless conflicts with men from now on. 

The chatty tad driver rambled on about everything under the sam. His constant talking almost lulled Willow to sleep. 

After getting out of the taxi, Willow stretched. She decided to skip the shower and soak her feet before bed. 

Willow blissfully anticipated her foot soak. But as soon as she reached the entrance of her small apartment, she saw Zayn standing there like a doorman. Willow hadn’t expected Zayn to active so quickly. Seeing him in front of her startled her, 

“Mr. Carter, don’t block my door! Please move, you’re in my way!” 

“Willow! 

Zayn’s eyes were still bloodshot. He stepped forward and pinned her against the door. 

“Willow, why did you have to hurt skyler like that?! he bellowed. 

Willow smiled, realizing he had rushed here to demand an explanation at her door. 

“Mr. Carter, sorry. I don’t understand what you mean.