Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 3 Asking For Money From Him

Upon seeing Hadley on the couch, Eric’s expression grew sharp with annoyance. “Why wasn’t the door answered?”

Silently, Hadley muttered to herself, “I lacked the strength to even get up,” but she left her thoughts unspoken, simply shaking her head in response.

Hadley was acutely aware that any attempt to explain herself would merely be seen as an excuse by Eric.

To someone who harbors disdain for you, even the act of breathing could seem like a fault.

Overwhelmed by an uncomfortable feeling, Hadley went directly to the heart of the matter. “What brings you here?”

She thought he wanted nothing to do with her.

“Do you actually think I came here willingly?”

With a sneer, Eric made no effort to mask his contempt as he glanced coldly at Hadley. “Grandma sent me to escort you to the airport.”

That was how things stood.

Hadley asked herself bitterly, “Why did I even harbor any hope?”

“Is your luggage upstairs?”

The impatience in Eric’s voice was unmistakable. Spending even a moment with Hadley was clearly something he found almost unbearable.

Hadley nodded, but then quickly added, “It’s upstairs, but I haven’t finished packing yet…

She had planned to finish packing the previous night, but overwhelming sickness had caused her to fall asleep prematurely.

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A shadow crossed Eric’s face as his irritation flared. “You’ve had all day and still haven’t managed to pack your bags?”

He fixed a stern gaze on Hadley, who appeared bewildered and unresponsive. Eric guessed bitterly. “Is she trying to delay her departure?”

“Don’t just stand there; get moving and finish your packing!”

“Alright,” Hadley responded with a vacant nod, turning to ascend the stairs swiftly.

Making her way up, Hadley felt each step caused her to break out in a cold sweat. She sensed that something was amiss. Hesitantly, she touched her forehead.

It was unmistakably hot, her breathing labored as if each breath scorched her lungs.

Clearly, she was running a fever.

probably a result of being soaked

for some cold medicine in her room. Just

pregnancy, she knew she couldn’t take

she felt a responsibility to protect it while it was still part

“Ugh…”

of nausea hit Hadley hard,

to the bathroom, where she retched into the toilet until

she turned on the tap, rinsed her mouth, and splashed her face with cold water to soothe her

“Hadley!”

deep and slightly raspy, echoed with a note of

come upstairs to check on

ready, he demanded, “Hadley, what’s taking so long?

Hadley, dabbing her face

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her tears.

I need to

of this!” Eric interjected sharply,

her face briefly before a slight smirk appeared. “Feigning illness agial You

are sick, how serious could it be? Linda has just lost a child and is still in the hospital, while you’re here, perfectly

words, her face a

moving swiftly to the

you need when you get there! It’s all coming from my family’s funds anyway. I can’t afford to linger

grabbed the suitcase and

pain gripped her heart. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, which she smeared away with the

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Eric was nowhere to be seen. Instead, his assistant, Phillips Brown, took care of the check–in process and walked Hadley to the

passport and boarding pass. “Please call Mrs. Flynn upon your landing. Your living expenses will be forwarded to

each month.”

a subdued nod, “I understand.

then proceeded through the

deep into the night in an apartment in downtown Blathe, Hadley

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

fat, middle–aged landlord shouted, “Senorita!

hands over her ears, squeezed her eyes shut, and

gave up. “Thinking you can avoid paying by hiding?

to himself, “It’s

and the sound of the landlord’s footsteps slowly faded

her ears, breathing out a lengthy sigh

to avoid the landlord today, but the question of what to do tomorrow lingered in her

her phone from beneath her pillow, Hadley scrolled through her contacts to