Chapter 46 He Just Got The Wrong Person
As the car moved down the road, Eric kept stealing glances at Hadley beside him.
“You alright?”
“I’m fine.”
Hadley gave a small nod, though her body language told a different story. Her grip on her backpack was rigid, fingers locked around the straps like she was holding on for dear life.
Eric didn’t miss the way Hadley clung to her bag, her fingers curled tightly around the straps. His brow knit together.
There was no mistaking it–she was still shaken from what had happened.
The thought of that middle–aged man made irritation flare inside him. “Who the hell was that guy? What was his problem?”
No matter what excuse that man had, Eric wasn’t the type to let someone lay a hand on his family and get away with it.
“I’ve never seen him before,” Hadley said with a small shake of her head after a brief silence. “He must have confused me with someone else.”
“Really?” Eric’s brows knit together as he processed that. Was that really all there was to it?
Something about that man’s behavior didn’t sit right with him. It hadn’t felt like a simple misunderstanding
“Yeah, that’s what happened,” Hadley confirmed with a decisive nod. “I tried explaining, but he wouldn’t listen. Then he started grabbing me…”
Eric let out a low grunt, accepting her explanation. “What a lunatic!”
But if Hadley had no idea who the guy was, that meant Eric had no way of tracking him down.
Eric frowned, realizing too late that he hadn’t pressed for more details when he had the chance.
“You know…” Eric began, still unsettled by everything that had happened, “What would you have done if I hadn’t shown up?”
Hadley turned to him, the question catching her off guard. Uncertainty flickered in her gaze.
“Unbelievable,” Eric muttered, exhaling sharply before shaking his head. “You were in a crowded area. Why didn’t you scream? Someone would’ve helped you!”
It should’ve been the first thing she thought to do, and yet she hadn’t How could she be so careless about her
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own safety?.
Hadley nodded, taking in what he said. “Alright, I’ll keep that in mind next time
Neither of them spoke after that. The conversation faded, leafing the car in allence
Eric sat there, his grip tightening slightly on the steering wheel The urge to ask why she reacted so strongly to being touched weighed on his mind, but for some reason, the words refused to come out
He pulled up near the entrance of West Twelfth Alley and brought the car to a smooth stop
to him with a polite smile. “Appreciate
responded without a
pushed the door open and climbed out, adjusting her backpack as she moved in the process, something slipped free and landed on the
called after her,
A hamburger.
offering a
What?
think I’d care if
a firm nod.
made noodles at his kitchen, and Eric had grumbled about
forgotten
now, he had no defense.
“No!”
was totally
and clear,” Hadley said
No clue why he’s making such a big
into her bag, and Eric suddenly felt uneasy. “Wait. Don’t tell me that’s all
eaten yet? At this hour? And all she had was
head. “I already had lunch just wanted
a slow breath, slightly relieved, but his gaze fell on her backpack It was
as plain an old T–shirt and cargo jeans, nothing special about
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Call it run–down if you’re being honest,” Eric thought.
attention before, never looked
it, she’d been dressing like this ever since she
him she was done being a burden, that she wanted to be independent and live on
terms.
clear now–she meant
mind, Hadley zipped up her backpack, slung it over one
a quick wave. “Alright, I’m going
“Yeah. See you.”
as she walked off, each step pulling her further away.
didn’t know what to call it, but it lingered, gnawing at him long
fell, Srixby was
bursting at
finale of the dance–off
had to turn people away
all, but when it was over, there was no
“S! Dance Queen!”
“S! Dance Queen!”
“S! Dance Queen!”
the electricity in the air still buzzing as Hadley slipped backstage. Even with the walls between her and the audience, their cheers still rang
unfold exactly as he
was that Eric wouldn’t
fingers to his temples. “Tsk. What a waste… Mr. Flynn didn’t
hasn’t been around for days. That night might’ve just been him talking big
blinked, taken aback. “Wait,
sent all that, didn’t he?” “Sure, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s nowhere to be seen tonight,” Hadley pointed
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About Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir - Chapter 46
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