All too late for his love

Zayn's voice remained monotonous, yet it exuded a bone-chilling coldness that sent shivers down Willow's spine.

"All I know is that four years ago, you thought I was a poor nobody and aborted our child without hesitation to cozy up with the Mayers. You cruelly threw my baby's remains in my face! The glass shattered, and I couldn't tell whose blood was on my face- mine or my baby's.

"All I know is that I was in unbearable pain while you were with Louis! You tried to please him, hiding the fact that you were dating me, and even went as far as hiring someone to kill me. I was left almost disabled in that car accident! All I know is Zayn, it's not like that! Four years ago, I broke up with you because Skyler-

"Willow, don't tell me you broke up with me because Skyler forced you to. Slandering her will only make you look worse, Willow, I don't trust you. I only trust my own eyes," Zayn cut her off.

Before Willow could say anything else, Zaynabruptly snatched the DNA test results from her hands.

She thought he had changed his mind, wanting to take a closer look at the report. But the next moment, he heartlessly tore the document into pieces.

"Trying to connect that bastard to me? Hah!"

Zayn's captivating eyes, which once entranced Willow, now seemed ruthless and cruel. "Willow, don't disgust me with your filth here. I'm germaphobic. I don't like dirty stuff."

He slammed the tom DNA test results onto Willow's face and left without turning back The shattered pieces fluttered down from her face, much like her broken heart that couldn't be pieced back together.

Suddenly, she had no strength left to chase after him. She leaned against the comer of the wall and crouched on the floor, wanting to quietly heal herself from the harm she had just suffered.

At this moment, the door swung open. Willow thought it was Zayn returning, but to her surprise, it was Aaron.

Aaron still had bandages on him. He hobbled as he came in. His small, limping figure looked somewhat comical yet incredibly heartbreaking Willow hastily wiped the tears from her eyes, not wanting to expose her vulnerability to him. She managed a smile. "Why are you here, Aaron? "Mom, I don't want Dada danymore. I don't want a dad anymore."

As he spoke, his gaze stayed fixed on the paper scraps on the floor. Willow could clearly see all the light in his eyes slowly dimming, ultimately fading away. He murmured. "I don't need a dad. I don't need a dad."

Suddenly, he raised his face to look at Willow. In his dark eyes, there was a determination and seriousness beyond his age.

"I don't need a dad. So, Mom, don't let him bully you anymore. It hurts me when I see you sad."

Willow couldn't hold back anymore. Her tears fell instantly.

A three-and-a-half-year-old child understood how to empathize with her, yet Zayn only knew how to make her suffer.

She knew how deep Aaron's longing for a father's love was. Just as she m was about to say something to beard his voice comfort him, vxmething choke with emotion. "Mom, do you really have late-stage stomach cancer?"