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.”

hand to reassure her. “Focus on your recovery. I’ve taken care of everything.

tension eased upon hearing this. “That’s reassuring… It seems Hadley still retains some judgment.”

chose not to respond.

his intervention, that headstrong girl would have continued her

looking at him with approval. “You’ve

like this, will you?”

“Understood, Grandma.”

to West 12th Street. The trunk of his car was filled

grandmother had put together for Hadley–a convenient

he arrived and knocked, Hadley was already in the kitchen, making

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

consistency of the soup was crucial–they couldn’t be too thick, or she’d struggle to

the sound of the knock, she approached the door, opening it to see Eric, arms laden with multiple bags.

he was

back,” he commanded, barging past

bags on the entryway cabinet and turned

brow furrowed. “Why that

gestured towards the bags.

his throat, his demeanor slightly uncomfortable..“These are from Grandma. You think I’d come here by choice? It’s so cramped

his grumbling, he made himself comfortable on

of water from the table and took a large swallow.

intervene, but it was already

his

eyebrow at

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aren’t any other cups. Did you expect me to visit

and she chose to remain quiet.

“You-”

another knock interrupted Eric, reverberating through the

mirroring confusion. Who could it be

open, revealing Duran

to speak, her voice raspy

immediately noticing the medicinal patch on her

is my fault. I’m sorry you

her throat, shaking

to let him

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

things, and then

paused, but then nodded

had an inkling about what was coming.

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

before his son would

voice was somber. “We need to pause our arrangement for

had

her eyelashes fluttering as she absorbed his