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

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 His Priority

Eric’s voice tightened with irritation, and his brow creased “Could her phone be dead?”

Frustrated, he jammed the phone into his pocke. Never mind She’ll be fine”

Hadley was capable of looking after herself Surely, if she grew tired of waiting, she’d find her way home

wouldn’t she?

The day had worn on him, and fatigue was setting in. What he yearned for now was a soothing shower and some downtime.

Just as Eric was about to put away his phone for good, he paused

“This is more trouble than it’s worth,” he muttered under his breath

He then decided to make one last call to Silver Villas.

The line rang unanswered until it eventually cut off

“What now?”

Eric’s scowl intensified. Had Hadley not yet returned home? It was late–impossible she was still at the same place, right?

Surely, she wasn’t that overly optimistic, was she?

In a fit of frustration, he threw his phone onto the couch. He was done trying to sort this out.

He made his way upstairs, longing for the comfort of a hot shower.

As the warm water cascaded over him, his thoughts invariably drifted back to Hadley.

The hour was late, and she was alone.

Despite his reservations about her, he acknowledged his failure to fulfill his promise.

“What a nuisance!”

Grumbling to himself, Eric shut off the shower, quickly toweled off, and got dressed.

He threw on some clothes, snatched his car keys, and hurried down the stairs.

While driving, he made a call to the sanatorium.

“Could you please check if a young woman named Hadley is still there?” He spoke to the nurse

cared for Nyla.

“Certainly, Mr. Flynn.”

There was a short pause as the nurse left to check.

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“Mr. Flynn, I’m afraid we don’t have anyone here by that name. It’s just our medical team and caregivers now

She wasn’t there? Had Hadley managed to leave already?

“Alright, thank you.”

hesitate and

arrival, he

door open only to be greeted by darkness,

have already gone

of the

which room does she

got there, a light flickering from

Was that Hadley inside?

through the slightly open bathroom door, he saw a glimpse

a stool, her socks removed, examining

goodness.” She breathed a sigh of relief.

faced had hardened her resilience, forming an invisible

walk was trivial

then gently soaked her feet in a basin filled with water.

Eric watched, his expression a mix of concern

didn’t withdraw her feet; instead, she

Eric called out from the

echoed sharply, causing

her with clear

jabbed a finger in her direction. “Where have you

What?

guard, Hadley’s initial irritation

laughter, unable

as his anger intensified. “What’s so funny? If you had stayed pit w had to scour the city for you?

have

a serious expression as

have walked home myself. I really should

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hours for you. My apologies. Truly, I’m

was thick

suggesting this is my fault?” Eric examined her intently, his demeanor cold yet mocking. “Do you consider yourself more

was

had always revolved around his brother and the

sake would always remain his

“You are the one who should be unquestioningly supporting

her…”

verge of bringing up Linda’s miscarriage from four years

reached her limit with the discussion. “I’m not accusing you, really. How do you turn this into a complaint from me when I’m just

fists tightening in

taking your time. It’s late, and

to get some more hot water to continue her

paid no attention to

she was home unharmed, after all. Yet, he couldn’t shake the feeling

about to

mention

around sharply, his finger directed at

stop with the

the basin and then at him, puzzled

telling me you walked all the way back here? And you think soaking

She walked back?

take hours to walk from the sanatorium to

to hail a taxi if she was too impatient to wait for him? Surely, she could have managed that. And now she said she walked all the way

actually expect him to fall

was clearly pointing for his pity with this exaggerated tale–a crude strategy. She

think this sad story will sway me?” Eric scoffed, dismissing her attempt. “That’s not

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he pivoted and strode away, not sparing a

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