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

Chapter 75 Is Your

Affection Really That Eas…..

Hadley kept her eyes forward, refusing to glance across the street as she slipped into Denver’s car without a second thought.

From a distance, Eric watched the vehicle pull away. He didn’t say a word, but his grip on his phone tightened, the plastic casing groaning under the pressure.

As they cruised down the road, Denver shot Hadley a quick glance before nodding toward the back seat.

“There’s a bag behind you. Can you grab it for me?”

“Sure.”

Hadley hesitated for a beat before reaching back. The bag was heavier than she expected, its weight stirring her curiosity.

Her fingers tightened around the strap. “Want me to open it?”

“Go ahead.”

“Okay.”

Inside sat an insulated container, the kind used for takeout.

Hadley popped the lid open, and the familiar scent of sweet pumpkin soup filled the car.

She frowned slightly and glanced up. “Denver, what’s this for?”

Denver chuckled. “Pumpkin soup. Isn’t it your favorite, Hadley?”

“It is.”

Memories flickered–Denver had brought her the same soup once before.

That time, she never got to taste it. Eric had made sure of that.

“Go on and have some,” Denver urged. Catching her hesitation, he nodded toward the container. “I got it just for you,”

Hadley felt a flicker of embarrassment, uncertain if Denver had gone out of his way intentionally.

She couldn’t ignore it–the subtle pull of his interest, faint but unmistakable.

Someone like Denver, a regular at Galant, reminded her too much of Duran. He had once looked at her the

same way.

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choices. With Joy’s medical expenses taken care of, Hadley had no reason to

hesitate, his brows knitting slightly. “What’s wrong? You don’t like it?”

“Not exactly.”

far into her thoughts, Hadley quickly forced a small smile. “I just didn’t want your car smelling like soup.”

“What?”

eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. “A little sweetness in the air never hurt anyone,

let out a soft laugh. “Well, in that case, I won’t hold

“Be my guest.”

lid, a warm, creamy scent drifted up, wrapping around her like a comforting embrace. She inhaled

rich soup melt on her tongue. A satisfied murmur escaped her.

to hear it.” Denver glanced at her, catching the way her expression softened. His

reached Mayfield Road, Denver eased the car to a stop as Hadley

smoothing her skirt as she turned back. “This is my stop.

brow, clearly caught off guard. “You live around here?”

do,” Hadley

visiting Nyla after her surgery. But I’m not actually part of the Flynn

in Denver’s chest eased

she wasn’t tied to Eric after

an easy smile. “That makes sense.”

a hand in

“Goodnight.”

another glance, she turned and disappeared into the alley.

worn–out stairs to the fifth floor. At her

inside, she reached back to close

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slammed against the wood, stopping

Startled, Hadley froze-

front of her. His lips were drawn into a tight line, eyes locked onto her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.

me? What made you think getting into someone else’s

his hand shot forward, grasping her chin. “What, were you

seen everything?

even talking about,

spilling from her before she could stop it. “It wasn’t about being polite,

before she could finish, Eric’s grip on her chin tightened. A

dropped, dark and unreadable. Then, in a low, mocking tone, he asked, “You actually wanted to leave with

remained locked on hers, his voice a chilling blend of amusement and something far more menacing. Hadley swallowed hard, fighting to keep her composure.

“Hadley!”

voice sharp with frustration. “I told you I

snapped, lifting her chin in defiance. “I don’t need you. Don’t

across Eric’s face. He stood frozen, speechless.

she really just say she didn’t need him?

escaped Eric, his gaze sharpening, “Don’t tell me you actually

response was immediate, unwavering.

her voice firm, “That’s right, Eric. I like