All Chapters of Too Late for Forgiveness: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

That night, Serena dreamed of Wilson's soft, tender gaze pulling her in like a whirlpool.She dreamed of being in his arms as he kissed her. The scene then switched to them being in bed. Wilson pinned her down and moved with a panther-like grace as he claimed her. She had her arms wrapped around his neck as she tried to keep up with him, her breathing as labored as that of a fish out of water.The strange and wild dreams plagued her the entire night.Serena's head was heavy when she woke up the next day. She arrived at work with an iced coffee in hand, only to see Wilson grinning widely at her as he leaned against her desk. "Good morning, Ms. Judd."She went still and asked, "What are you doing here?""I'm waiting for someone.""Who?""You, of course." He walked over to her and leaned close as he said, "I was worried you might be so spooked after last night that you'd catch a midnight train out of the city. I wanted to wait and see if you'd show up at work so I could ease my co

Serena looked distressed on the way home. Noticing this, Wilson asked, "Are you worried about Lauren?""Yes… I can't help but think it's odd," Serena began. "Aaron didn't smell like alcohol at all, yet Lauren looked like she had drunk her weight in it. It just feels as if he doesn't care about her as much as he wants us to think.""If you're curious about what he's truly like, I could look into him for you," Wilson offered.Serena's eyes lit up at the suggestion, but she felt bad about it. "Only if it's not too much trouble."Wilson sputtered. "It'll only take a word, Ms. Judd."To make a point, he dialed a number on his phone and gave the person on the other line brief instructions to look into Aaron. When the person on the other line acceded, Serena heaved a breath of relief.The Bentley sped down the road and pulled up outside Serena's apartment. She was about to get out of the car when Wilson's phone rang. He put the call through, and his face darkened when he heard what the

Yvonne waited for what felt like ages before she finally got a text from Wilson.He had sent her a video of Shawn being escorted into the Quade's private jet. Only his side profile was visible, and he was dressed shabbily. He'd lost some weight, and he hadn't shaved, either. He looked like a shell of his former self.Yvonne's heart nearly broke when she saw the video. "It hasn't been that long since he went to Westeros… How did he lose so much weight?"He must have suffered a lot. The thought of this renewed Yvonne's rage, and she shot Desiree a menacing look.Desiree, still bound to the chair, eyed Yvonne nervously. "What?""You'd better pray that Wilson shows up with Shawn in time to save you before I make him pay for what he did!" Yvonne seethed. "He hurt my son, and I won't hesitate to hurt his beloved just to get back at him!"Desiree's brows furrowed. "I honestly think you've got it all wrong. Wilson and I are friends, but he doesn't love me. You kidnapped the wrong person.

Yvonne's henchmen did as they were told and jostled Desiree forward as they approached Wilson.On Wilson's end, Kayden hauled a sickly looking Shawn along as he met Yvonne's men in the middle. He then shoved Shawn forward, and Yvonne's men did the same with Desiree.The moment the hostage exchange was made, Gary hurried to catch Desiree in his arms."Dad…" She burrowed into his arms as tears rolled down her cheeks. She peered over Gary's shoulder at Wilson, but he did not spare her a glance and kept his icy gaze on Yvonne."Shawn!" Yvonne cried as she caught Shawn and pulled him into her arms. He leaned against her shoulder and kept his head down, looking as if years of his life had been sapped from him.Yvonne's heart nearly broke at the sight of this. She promised gravely, "Don't worry, Shawn. We're getting out of this hellhole."Gary thundered, "Did you think we'd let you get away?""Did you think I'd agree to meet you without backup?" Yvonne snorted. No sooner had she given

However, Candice couldn't get used to the taste of the coffee here. Justin tried describing the types of coffee beans and their origins, but she only gaped at him as if he were speaking gibberish. At some point, he lost interest in sharing stuff with her.Serena was different. She would talk to him about coffee, right down to the beans and how they were sourced. She even knew how to make her own blend.Whenever the café launched a new drink, she would make it a point to buy it and leave it on Justin's table. Given his stomach sensitivity, she made sure that the coffee she brought him was always at the right temperature.The more Justin reminisced on the days he spent with Serena, the more agitated he felt. He raised the cup of coffee to his lips and took a hearty sip. It was his favorite, but it tasted bitter today.At that moment, his phone rang. When he saw that it was a call from Candice, he put it through impassively and was immediately greeted by the sound of her voice. "Justi