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

Chapter 63 I Understand Your Gratitude

Even with his biting remarks, Eric moved closer and gently lifted Hadley into his arme

“Make sure you hold on,” he instructed. “Don’t slip.*

Hadley stayed quiet, resting against him.

Upon seeing her cooperate, a slight smile appeared on Eric’s face. It was good she could follow directions when

necessary.

He helped her into the car and fastened her seatbelt securely.

Hadley tried to speak, her voice raspy. “I…”

“What now?” Eric quickly glanced at her, his tone brisk. “Don’t start saying you don’t need my assistance.”

“No.” Hadley paused, and then decisively shook her head.

Her previous annoyances with him remained, yet she was truly grateful that he had come to her assistance

tonight.

Averting her eyes, she murmured softly, her voice nearly inaudible, “Thank you… for your help.”

A brief spark of something softer flashed through Eric’s eyes, stirring something within him.

He gave a wry smile. “You’re welcome.” Before she could say more, he interjected, “Save your voice. The docto was clear about resting it. I understand your gratitude.”

He closed the car door behind her, made his way to the driver’s side, and drove her back to her residence.

Lennon had granted Hadley a couple of days off, so she didn’t have to return to work anytime soon.

In the meantime, Eric paid a visit to Nyla at the sanatorium.

“Arrived at the right time, I see.”

Nyla had been anxious about Hadley’s supposed boyfriend. She seized Eric’s wrist urgently and inquired, “Hả you checked into him? What’s the story with Hadley’s boyfriend?”

“Grandma.” Eric’s face held a mix of triumph and underlying annoyance. “Drop it. That chapter is closed.” “Closed?” Nyla’s expression showed confusion. “But Hadley said he was good to her.”

“Good to her?” Eric let out a derisive snort, his voice laden with scorn. “The man’s practically old enough to her father, and he has children-”

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“What?! No, that’s unacceptable!” Nyla interrupted, her expression turning stern before Eric could continue. “Hadley’s lost her senses. With her qualities, she could pick anyone. Why settle for someone like that?”

Eric felt a surge of satisfaction when his grandmother echoed his sentiments.

“That’s right. I never supported it.”

“Good.” Nyla gave a nod of approval, and then continued, “Make sure you deal with this correctly. Can Hadley be persuaded by you? If not, I’ll have a word with her.”

need for that,” Eric interjected, raising his hand to reassure her. “Focus on your recovery.

that so?” Nyla’s tension eased upon hearing this. “That’s reassuring… It seems Hadley still retains

chose not to respond. Some

that headstrong girl would

said, looking at him with approval. “You’ve managed this situation well. Continue

like this,

“Understood, Grandma.”

12th Street. The trunk of his car

for Hadley–a convenient

and knocked, Hadley was already in the

could manage. Her throat ached severely,

crucial–they couldn’t

sound of the knock, she approached the door, opening it to see

he was

barging past her

the bags on the entryway cabinet and turned to see her puzzled expression.

His brow furrowed.

towards

cleared his throat, his demeanor slightly uncomfortable..“These are from Grandma. You think I’d come here by choice? It’s so cramped there’s hardly room to move!”

comfortable on the

from the table and took a large

intervene, but it was already too late–he had used

cup down, he realized his

an eyebrow

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cups. Did you expect me to

eyes dropped, and she

“You-”

knock interrupted Eric, reverberating

heads, their expressions mirroring confusion. Who could it be now?

it open, revealing Duran on the

mouth to speak, her voice raspy and weak. “Mr.

immediately noticing the medicinal patch on her throat.

is my fault. I’m sorry you

Hadley touched her throat, shaking

to let

Duran caught her intention, offering a weak smile in return. “I won’t enter.

things, and then I’ll leave.”

but then nodded slightly.

an inkling about what

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remain hidden any longer, especially after his daughter’s outburst. It was only

matter of time before his son would

truly sorry.” Duran’s voice was somber. “We need to pause

had anticipated.

her eyelashes fluttering as