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.

result of being soaked in

reaction was to search for some cold medicine in her room. Just

she knew she couldn’t take

she hadn’t decided whether to keep the baby, she felt a responsibility to protect it while it was still part of

“Ugh…”

wave of nausea hit Hadley hard, causing her

her mouth and hurried to the bathroom, where she retched into the toilet

tap, rinsed her mouth, and splashed her

“Hadley!”

voice, deep and slightly raspy, echoed with a

he had come

ready, he demanded, “Hadley,

Hadley, dabbing her face

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complexion sehen, hay

request

that she worried about becoming

she fall ill on the plane,

asked, his

I

your scheme now? Yesterday, you tried to see linda at the boughtal, and had to stop you. Are

truly have such

what you think… Hadley replied, her eyes widering when the

her tears.

I need to consult a

of this!” Eric interjected sharply, not allowing

a slight smirk appeared.

are sick, how serious could it be? Linda has just lost a child and is still in the hospital, while you’re here, perfectly upright! You’ll cope. It’s not the end of the

from his words, her

to the closet to

whatever isn’t packed. Just buy what you need when you get there! It’s all coming from my family’s funds anyway. I can’t afford to linger here with

the

quivered as pain gripped her heart. Tears cascaded down her

as

somewhere foreign, did it really

seemed invisible to others, her existence

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

as he handed her the passport and boarding pass. “Please call Mrs. Flynn upon your landing. Your living expenses will be forwarded

each month.”

with a subdued

through

Now, deep into the night in an apartment in downtown Blathe, Hadley was hunched over in bed, too terrified to turn on any

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

sound of forceful knocking jolted the door. Outside, her fat, middle–aged landlord shouted, “Senorita! Are you there? Your rent is overdue! I know you’re inside!

her eyes shut, and shook her head, silently wishing the landlord

while, it seemed the landlord finally gave up. “Thinking you can avoid paying by hiding?

“It’s getting

the door eventually ceased, and the sound of the landlord’s footsteps slowly faded

from her ears,

today, but the question of what

pillow, Hadley scrolled through her contacts to