All too late for his love

Chapter 312

"Mom!" Aaron's tears rolled down his cheeks as he frantically pounded on Matthew,

He wanted to bite him, but no matter how cruel Matthew was, he was still the man who had raised him like a father. He couldn't bring himself to bite Matthew.

"Let my mom go, Uncle Matthew! You said you'd never let anyone hurt her, so why are you hurting her now? You're a liar!" Aaron screamed at Matthew, but his pleas fell on deaf ears. Matthew was truly enraged with Willow. She despised him but still schemed to stay connected to him. This hypocritical woman had made him suffer deeply after her staged death. Aaron's death must have been staged as well. No wonder there were no ashes in the grave. Matthew felt ridiculous, singing "Little Star" at that empty grave.

Matthew felt like a complete fool, manipulated by her. He was, without a doubt, the biggest joke in the world.

The fury made Matthew press down harder with his foot. Willow's body arched in pain, but the agony only increased.

Finally, Matthew stopped and coldly withdrew his foot. He had been stepping on Willow's left hand. The bloody hand, with the permanently missing pinky finger, looked both horrifying and pitiful. Matthew's chest tightened. The pain made it hard to breathe. He almost couldn't restrain himself from picking up her hand to see how badly she was hurt, but he forced himself to suppress that urge. He just coldly spat out, "Willow, this isn't over." He then opened the car door and carried Wilhelmina into the car.

The Lamborghini sped away, leaving a cloud of dust that blurred Willow's vision, Matthew's face in her memories seemed to blur as well.

"Mom..." Aaron clung to Willow while weeping. He was a brave little boy, but even the strongest hearts could break.

"Mom, I'm sorry. This is all my fault. If it weren't for me, your hand wouldn't be hurt.

"I'm not a good boy. Mom, are you in a lot of pain? You're bleeding so much. It must hurt terribly!"

Willow couldn't stand seeing Aaron so upset. She lifted her uninjured hand and gently pinched his cheek.

I'm okay, Aaron.

"Today wasn't your fault. I know you missed Uncle Matthew. And you were amazing for recording what Wilhelmina said. Even if Uncle Matthew doe want to listen to it now, we have proof of our innocence."

"I'm so sorry, Mom..." Aaron's heart ached as he looked at Willow's hand. "Mom, let's go to Mr. Quayle's. He'll make sure you stop bleeding."

"Aaron, I'm fine." Willow didn't want to trouble Moses so late at night. "We have the ointment he gave us at home. I can apply it myself when we get back."

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Besides, Willow needed to do one more thing. The underground parking lot of the mall had surveillance cameras. She had to find a way to get hold of the footage from earlier.

“Mom, will I ever find my Uncle Matthew again? It feels like I've lost him Aaron said as he clutched

Willow's sleeve.

Willow's chest tightened. She, too, felt like she had lost Matthew, whom she once went through thick and thin O

with. She was about to say something to comfort Aaron when a silver sports car screeched to a halt

before her.