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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Chapter 631 Understand Your Gratitude

“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.”

Eric interjected, raising his hand to reassure her. “Focus on your recovery. I’ve taken care of everything. It’s

upon hearing this. “That’s reassuring… It seems Hadley still

to respond.

intervention, that headstrong girl would have continued her misguided

approval. “You’ve managed this situation well. Continue to

like this, will you?”

“Understood, Grandma.”

the sanatorium, Eric drove directly to West 12th Street. The trunk of his car was

together for Hadley–a convenient

knocked, Hadley was already in the kitchen,

she could manage. Her throat ached severely, making swallowing any solid food a

soup was crucial–they couldn’t be too

opening

was

barging past her as he entered.

the entryway cabinet

His brow furrowed. “Why that look?”

gestured towards the bags.

his demeanor slightly uncomfortable..“These are from Grandma. You think I’d come here

he made himself comfortable on the sofa,

a cup of water from the table and took a large swallow.

was already too late–he had

set the cup down, he realized his

an eyebrow at

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cups. Did you expect me to visit and not have a

dropped, and she

“You-”

Eric, reverberating

expressions mirroring confusion. Who

the door and pulled it open,

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

smile, his eyes immediately noticing

my fault. I’m

Hadley touched her throat, shaking

moved to let him

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

things, and then I’ll leave.”

but then nodded

had an inkling about

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remain hidden any longer, especially after

his son

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

had

her eyelashes fluttering as she