Semua Bab When a Bad Boy Falls Inlove: Bab 51 - Bab 60

WillowThe diner is a blur of activities when Cami and I walk in the next day. We walk over to the counter hand in hand when I spot Ava speaking with a customer.She beams when we approach, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she waves. Cami is by my side, waving back, albeit shyly. She'd spent a considerable amount of time with Ava, yet she is still so shy around her."Hi Ava, thank you so much for agreeing to this on such short notice," I say with a soft sigh, but she waves me off quickly."Nonsense, I like having Cami around; she's such a good girl," she grins, her eyes flickering down to Cami for a second before focusing on me."Anyway—She coughs, covering her mouth with her inner elbow and turning away. Her coughing fit persists even after she covers her mouth with a large white handkerchief."Are you okay?" I ask, concern lacing my tone, and she sighs, nodding quickly as she slowly regains her composure, shoving the handkerchief into the pocket of the tiny apron around her wai

WillowMy mind frays and my blood turns to ash; it's like my whole world is crumbling before my eyes, and all I want to do is fold into a ball and cry my eyes out.It's like everything I've ever known is one cruel lie spun so intricately it became truth, or had I been too blind to see truth that had been right in front of me the whole damn time?Father's dark eyes glint as he watches my reaction carefully, a dark smile tugging at the corner of his lips."The problem is you're too trusting of people, so oblivious to the truth that's been right in front of you all this while," he scoffs, shoving his hands into the pocket of his slacks as he leans back against his desk behind him."Think carefully, Willow. How did you think I found out about that scum you were prancing around town with?" he asks, tilting his head, watching me, but there is no point in answering a question that is so obvious.The memories came rushing with the force of a tornado; the pictures scattered on the coffee table

"Willow said you're a good man; would you really turn a blind eye to her daughter being treated like that?" I ask, and his jaw clenches, his hands balling into fists by his side."If you want to do the right thing, now's the time, Owen," I say, my tone low as I watch him carefully.He's having an internal battle, and I pray to God that he'll listen and do the right thing; otherwise, the last resort is to call the police. Even then, I know that would be a futile attempt, not with how powerful Mr. Henderson is in this time. It's a known fact that he has the police in his pocket.I'm pretty sure Willow has no idea about Ava's actions; she would never stand and watch Camille being treated that way.He takes a step to the side away from the door, his gaze steady. "Willow deserves so much better than a father like him. He's trying to control everything just like he did years ago, and this time I see it in his eyes; he's going to hurt her to get what he wants," he admits, his shoulders saggi

"S—she's all I have," she whispers in a defeated tone, and all I want to do is hold her and convince her that I would never try to separate Cami from her. Instead, I lean over the island so she's standing directly opposite from me. I hesitate for a split second but lean over and cup her cheek slowly, wiping a stray tear from her cheek with my thumb. "Why did you leave?" I ask in a low tone, and she slowly looks up to meet my gaze, her heart-shaped lips falling open softly before she quickly looks away. "And don't tell me it's because you no longer loved me. If you didn't, you wouldn't have made an anonymous donation to my mother!" I snap, and her eyes flicker to mine immediately, shock reflecting in them. "H—how do you know that?" she stutters, and I sigh, shaking my head slowly as I pull away and stand upright. "It doesn't matter; just tell me the truth, Willow," I say, my tone dripping with pent-up emotions. "Fine, you really want to know why I left and why I hurt you?" she sn

"Don't try anything stupid," he growls, shoving a cold barrel of a gun into my side, and I gasp, my eyes widening as tears fill them as my breath comes out in quick, shaky pants."W—why are you doing this?" I stutter, and his grin widens, his eyes glinting darkly. "You wanted to discard me when I wasn't done with you. Tell me, how is that fair, love?" he murmurs, his thumb caressing my lower lip gently."P—please—"Shhhhh, I won't hurt you as long as you don't try to resist; you'll be a good girl and come with me without a fuss," he murmurs slowly, his gaze searching my face. I gave a slow, hesitant nod, and his mouth tugged up in a slow grin as he slowly pulled back, but the gun was still pressed up against my side."Move," he grunts, nodding ahead, and my gaze flashes to my bag with the contents spilt on the floor a few feet from us."Could I at least get my bag?" I ask in a small voice, and his gaze snaps to the bag, then to me, contemplating, before he sighs and nods."Fine," he s