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.
was probably a result of being
reaction was to search for some cold medicine in her room. Just as she was about to take one, she
her pregnancy, she knew she couldn’t take the
a responsibility to protect it while it was still
“Ugh…”
wave of nausea hit Hadley hard, causing her to
clutched her mouth and hurried to the bathroom, where she retched into the toilet until
on the tap, rinsed her mouth, and splashed her
“Hadley!”
slightly raspy,
waiting, he had come upstairs to check on
still wasn’t ready, he demanded,
Hadley, dabbing her face with a
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complexion sehen, hay voice a falné
she whispered “Might i request
health was to precarious that she worried about becoming sick on
plane, she would be entirely done, withot
asked, his expression clouding,
I
to see linda at the boughtal, and had to stop you. Are
have such
think… Hadley replied, her
her tears.
feel very sick. I need
of this!” Eric interjected sharply,
appeared. “Feigning illness agial You expect me to believe
cold edge. “Even if 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 upright! You’ll cope. It’s not the
his words, her
swiftly to the closet to retrieve the already packed
Just buy what you need when you get there! It’s all coming from my
that, he grabbed the suitcase and
quivered as pain gripped her heart. Tears cascaded down her
might as well
foreign,
unloved–her plight seemed invisible to
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the airport, Eric was nowhere to be seen. Instead, his assistant, Phillips Brown, took care of
as he handed her the passport and boarding pass. “Please call Mrs. Flynn upon your landing. Your living expenses
each month.”
responded with a subdued nod, “I
proceeded through the
apartment in downtown Blathe, Hadley was hunched over in bed, too terrified
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
jolted the door. Outside, her fat, middle–aged landlord shouted, “Senorita! Are you there? Your rent is overdue! I know you’re inside!
her ears, squeezed her eyes shut, and shook
landlord finally gave up. “Thinking you can avoid
muttering to himself, “It’s
and the
her hands away from her ears, breathing out
the landlord today, but the
pillow, Hadley scrolled through her contacts to find
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