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

Chapter 37

Chapter 37 It’s Time To

Move On

Hadley stood rooted to the spot, her gaze fixed on the duo entangled in what seemed to be an intimate

embrace. Were they about to kiss?

“Oh no!” Hadley cursed silently.

Eric faced her directly, while Linda remained oblivious, her back turned. She had no idea Hadley was standing

there, witnessing the moment.

Eric’s expression stiffened, his complexion turning pale as his grip on Linda’s arm unconsciously tighte

Hadley? What was she doing here?

Hadley was the first to shake off the shock, her body snapping into motion as she spun around to flee.

Why was she running?

Did she see him as some kind of dreadful specter lurking in the dark?

“Linda!” Eric’s tone turned rigid as he pushed Linda away. “You don’t need to walk me out. I can handle it

myself.”

Before Linda could respond, Eric was already striding down the hallway, his long legs effortlessly closing the distance between him and Hadley.

“Eric!”

Linda’s voice rang out, sharp with frustration. She clenched her fists, staring after him. Had she come on too strong and driven him away?

Eric, familiar with every inch of the building, caught up with Hadley in no time, cornering her in the stairwell.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he snapped.

Hadley found herself trapped, her back pressed flat against the cold wall.

Eric braced his hands on either side of her, effectively caging her in. “Why are you running? Do I terrify you

that much?”

Hadley swallowed hard. To her, he was far more fearsome than any monster conjured from childhood

nightmares.

Shrinking away to avoid the accidental brush of his arm, she clasped her hands together and pleaded, “Please, just let me go! I didn’t mean to interrupt you two!”

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“If they were planning to cozy up, they should have picked a better location,” she thought. That corridor? Anyone could have walked by.

What? Interrupting?

eyes narrowing into dangerous slits as he growled her

running through your

shred of possibility for anything between

time Hadley had assumed

the only one, either. Half the people

correct. His history with Linda was tangled,

felt an inexplicable need

and I are not what you

off.

flared again. “Are you ever going

the storm brewing in his eyes, Hadley hesitated. “Wait, are you seriously explaining yourself

was confirmation

don’t have to,” Hadley said, still baffled. “I’m just your ex–wife. It’s none of my business. You and Linda… You know

fuming but unable to find

even wasting his breath?

was no reason

“Maybe you should explain it

“Hadley!”

reignited

you trying to

opportunity, ducking beneath his arm and bolting, tossing a final

Situations like this don’t just happen in stories, you know!”

Situations like this?

even

was lying in a coma, yet Hadley seemed convinced Eric was entangled with his sister–in–law

clandestine affair.

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that. The Flynn family would never

The memory of Linda’s earlier expression resurfaced, leaving a faint unease gnawing at the back of

and

And where?

conjure a new partner from

overseas for years, but they were still legally bound in marriage. For that reason, the

But now?

was

or Marshall, Eric

front of the stage remained reserved exclusively for him.

over the moment he caught wind of

Flynn!”

draping one arm over the sofa while tapping his knee

she dancing in

gleamed knowingly.

well aware of why Eric was here. “So, she’s

Flynn, we’ve got quite a few

dressing room for just anybody.” Lennon chuckled, rubbing his hands together. “Right, right.

brow. “No fixed

shifts based on a random draw among the

draw? That was

his interest, launched into a rundown of the Dance–Off Championship before flashing another wide grin.

on the

a brow. Lennon certainly had a way

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