Chapter 1209

Willow, instead of throwing herself at him, as Zayn had arrogantly expected, brought her foot down hard on his. Although she appeared delicate and fragile, that kick was anything but weak. It landed squarely on Zayn's foot, and the pain shot up his leg as if his foot had been crushed. The luxury leather shoes, custom-made and pristine, were instantly flattened, and the pain in his foot felt as though it might snap his bones. His once calm and collected face turned as dark as midnight. A small chuckle broke the tension. Liam, standing behind Zayn, couldn't contain himself and laughed out loud. Realizing too late that he might have angered his boss, he quickly covered his mouth, coughing awkwardly and doing his best to act as if nothing had happened. But in his mind, the laughter continued, and it didn't stop for a long while. "Boss had truly misread the situation. He must've thought the ugly woman was trying to throw herself at him, expecting her to fall into his arms. He even ra