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

Chapter 44 Not Going Anywhere

“Ow!”

Hadley stumbled back, her face tightening in pain as he pulled her hair.

She inhaled deeply, steadying herself before demanding, “What are you doing here?”

Eric let out a quiet, almost indifferent chuckle, making no effort to explain himself. Instead, he gestured toward

the door and ordered, “Open it.”

Hadley hesitated, momentarily thrown off.

Was he expecting to come inside?

Reluctantly, she protested, “If you need to say something, say it here.”

“Open it!” Eric’s patience frayed as he glared at her. “Must I repeat myself?”

Recognizing the intensity of Eric’s mood, Hadley decided to defuse the tension by complying.

She unlocked the door, and Eric entered without uttering

a

word.

“It’s so dark in here. Aren’t there any lights?pped in and turned on the main light, finally brightening

Quick to address his growing annoyance, Hadley

the room.

The apartment felt tiny, especially with Eric’s imposing presence making the cramped space feel even smaller.

Silently, he surveyed the room.

It comprised a single bedroom, a living room, a kitchen, and a tiny bathroom.

Despite being advertised as a one–bedroom apartment, the spaces merged, with the kitchen by the entrance and only the bathroom isolated.

Was this really a place for living?

It was smaller than a single room in his expansive Silver Villas property.

The apartment’s only redeeming feature was its cleanliness and order. Yet, Eric saw it as nothing more than an

eyesore, no matter its state.

Abruptly, he turned, fixing Hadley with a severe look.

“What’s this about?”

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Hadley momentarily hesitated. “You see, this is the

“I want to know why you choose to

she explained,

provide a house? Didn’t I offer alimony? And now

money, your property,” Hadley responded crisply. “I have no part in it.”

asked, “What was

I signed the divorce papers. I wouldn’t accept anything from the Flynn family. And I meant

for his help, but it never came her way. Now that she was doing well,

mentioned that she hadn’t yet visited the law firm

marred Eric’s face, suspecting a new scheme of hers.

height difference, she smiled subtly. “Now that we’re divorced, Eric, I will manage my

Eric scoffed dismissively, “Like

a muted smirk, Hadley replied, “Perhaps to you, it’s a slum.”

She had endured far worse conditions in

streets for

the conversation, commanded, “Pack your things. You’re leaving

now.”

by his irrational demand, Hadley protested, “Leave? This is my home. I’m staying.”

“Hadley!”

full of exasperation, frustrated by

I’m here to coddle

moment, Hadley

would his own sister, tied to the condition of agreeing

divorce.

she understood, Eric urged, “Let’s go, pack up

Hadley remained firm in her refusal.

pressed, “What do you really want?”

ask you to ensure I was alright? just observe how

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own. Will you let

looked at her skeptically. “Be realistic, Hadley. You’ve been under our

everything the Flynn family has done for me, Eric, but trust me. I am capable of taking care

irritation. “When did

it the

of his stature, dismissing

it, affirming, “I’m settled here, Eric. I’m

“Hadley!”

to let her

realize the nature of this neighborhood? West Twelfth Alley is no place for someone