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

Chapter 76 You Would Support That, Right

It was a weekend day.

Eric decided to see Ernest.

A while ago, a doctor mentioned a promising new drug, and Eric managed to get it from Aradímen. They had already started giving it to Ernest.

“How is it going?”

Though Eric appeared composed, he was inwardly anxious.

“Mr. Flynn,” the doctor said, his expression cautiously optimistic. “From what we’ve seen so far, Your brother is reacting well to the medication. There’s been a noticeable improvement in his neural reflexes recently.”

Eric’s hope ignited upon hearing this. “Really?”

“Mr. Flynn,” the doctor continued, indicating a monitor nearby. “Please, try speaking to him.”

Uncertain but willing to try, Eric complied with the doctor’s advice.

He sat beside Ernest’s bed, gazing at him, and whispered, “Ernest, it’s Eric. Can you hear me? Grandma underwent heart surgery. She’s been waiting years for you to wake up. You’ve rested enough… It’s time to wake up.”

“Mr. Flynn, look,” the doctor said, pointing to the monitor.

Eric turned his attention to the screen. Though not versed in medicine, the increase in Ernest’s heart rate was unmistakable.

“What does that mean?”

“You see, Mr. Flynn,” the doctor replied with a gentle smile. “It means he can hear you, even though he hasn’t opened his eyes yet.”

Hearing was usually the last sense to fade and the first to return.

Overwhelmed, Eric sat in silence, a slight ease visible on his face as he processed the hopeful sign.

“Is there a real possibility that my brother might recover?”

“While I can’t make any promises, the signs we’re seeing suggest a strong potential for improvement. ”

Eric found solace in the doctor’s cautious optimism, though it lacked certainty.

“That’s great to hear,” Eric said with genuine gratitude. “I appreciate everything you’re doing.

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“There’s no need to thank me; I’m simply doing my job.”

After offering those words, the doctor departed from the room.

Eric lingered a moment longer by Ernest’s side, and then whispered gently, “Ernest, if you’re listening, I need to share something else. I want to be with Hadley. You would support that, right?”

was no reply

as good as

an unusual lightness in his

day, he was due to meet Linda at the airport as she returned

time, and soon after Eric’s arrival, Linda emerged from

noticeable even behind sunglasses and a mask, attracting glances in the bustling

always been striking, a beauty that once drew the attention of both

she had chosen

drifted to those distant days

“Tired?”

the car door for Linda and cautiously helped her in to

with a tired smile, slipping

in after

mask, exposing a bare,

Eric surmised she had been overworking

with concern. “Maybe

her head. “I have to attend an event tonight. Just drop me off on

are you packing your schedule so tightly?”

Linda explained with a resigned shrug and a

shouldn’t have to overextend yourself,” Eric said. He then

tone carried a note of protectiveness that didn’t go unnoticed. Linda paused briefly, offering

response.

paused, wondering if he’d

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8 Ye Mould Support That

okay” tric said. “Ernest

Ernest to

not to address this directly, she simply smiled. “Thanks, I’ll try to slow down a bit.

their journey

venue, they saw it was packed, so Eric stayed in the car

beading in Linda said, shipping on her sunglasses and mask

called out to her unexpectedly.

responded, “Yes? What is it?”

improvement but opting to hold back until a more appropriate time.

and try to rest when

replied with a mischievous grin. “Aren’t you a bit young to be fussing like a concerned parent?

was warm and devoid

phone

you right

“What’s going on?”

tonight? We haven’t all

Eric’s

laugh, Marshall responded, “Go ahead, guess. It’s just us usual suspects–me, you,

face momentarily stiffened.

Denver would be there only made his attendance feel

necessary