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
cold medicine in her room. Just as she
pregnancy, she knew she couldn’t
the baby, she felt a responsibility
“Ugh…”
wave of nausea hit Hadley hard, causing her to
hurried to the bathroom, where she retched
tap, rinsed her mouth, and splashed
“Hadley!”
raspy, echoed with a note of
waiting, he had come upstairs to check
she still wasn’t ready, he demanded, “Hadley, what’s taking
dabbing her face
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complexion sehen, hay voice a falné
she whispered “Might i request to leave a
to precarious that she worried about becoming sick
fall ill on the plane, she would be
Eric asked, his expression clouding, with
I
to see linda at the boughtal, and had
he truly have such a low opinion
you think… Hadley replied, her eyes widering when the
her tears.
feel very sick. I need to consult
interjected sharply, not allowing her to
her face briefly before a slight smirk appeared. “Feigning illness
lost a child and is still in the hospital, while you’re here, perfectly upright! You’ll cope. It’s not the
words, her
to the closet to retrieve the already
buy what you need when you get there! It’s all
the suitcase and
quivered as pain gripped her heart. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, which she smeared
as well
here or somewhere foreign,
seemed invisible
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Phillips Brown, took care of the
Phillips said as he handed her the passport and boarding pass. “Please call Mrs. Flynn upon your landing. Your
each month.”
responded with a subdued nod, “I
then proceeded through the
Hadley was hunched over in bed, too terrified
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
forceful knocking jolted the door. Outside, her fat, middle–aged landlord shouted, “Senorita! Are you there?
shut, and shook her head, silently wishing the landlord would
a while, it seemed the landlord finally gave up. “Thinking you can
“It’s getting late.
ceased, and the sound of the landlord’s footsteps slowly faded
her hands away from her ears, breathing out a lengthy sigh of
to avoid the landlord today, but the question of what to
pulling her phone from beneath her pillow, Hadley scrolled through her
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