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?”

there was no reply

as good as consent.”

the hospital, Eric felt an unusual

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

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

noticeable even behind

once drew the attention

she had chosen Ernest…

those distant days as he

“Tired?”

cautiously helped

tired smile, slipping

got in after

inside, Linda removed her sunglasses and mask, exposing a bare,

look, Eric surmised she had been overworking during her shoot.

okay?” Eric inquired, his voice filled with concern. “Maybe you should

have to attend an event tonight. Just drop me off on

you packing your schedule so tightly?”

with a resigned shrug and a wry smile. “Everyone’s striving

have to overextend yourself,” Eric said. He then quickly added, “You’re already well–positioned compared to many.”

didn’t go

response.

he’d said too much.

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“Ernest would hate to see you like this.”

was only bringing up Ernest to

smiled. “Thanks, I’ll try

of their journey

the event venue, they saw it

sunglasses

called out to her

in surprise, Linda responded, “Yes?

bring up Ernest’s improvement but opting to hold back until

try to rest when you can,”

“Aren’t you a bit

her words, her response was warm

off, Eric’s phone rang with a

are you right

“What’s going on?”

headed to Galant tonight? We haven’t all been together in

small smile appeared on Eric’s

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

face momentarily

knowing Denver would be there only

necessary