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?”

no

silence is as good as

the hospital, Eric felt an unusual lightness in

he was due to meet Linda at the

after Eric’s arrival,

slender frame was noticeable even behind sunglasses and a mask, attracting glances in the bustling crowd.

a beauty that once drew the attention of both Flynn brothers.

end, she had chosen

distant days as he squinted slightly.

“Tired?”

Linda and cautiously helped her in to avoid any bumps. “Hop in.”

with a tired smile, slipping

got in after her.

mask, exposing a

Eric surmised she had been overworking

“Maybe you should consider getting some rest

to attend an

slightly. “Why are you

just the way things are,” Linda explained with a resigned shrug and a wry smile. “Everyone’s striving to get

Eric said. He then quickly added, “You’re already

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

yourself, okay” tric said. “Ernest would

that Eric was only bringing up Ernest to tone down

smiled. “Thanks,

remainder of their journey passed

at the event venue, they saw it

sunglasses

called out to her unexpectedly.

in surprise, Linda responded, “Yes?

Ernest’s improvement but opting to hold back until a

and try to rest when you

mischievous grin. “Aren’t you a bit young to be fussing like a

was warm and

dropped off, Eric’s phone rang with a call from

are you right now, Eric?”

“What’s going on?”

to Galant tonight? We haven’t all

small smile appeared on Eric’s face.

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

face momentarily stiffened. “Okay.”

to go, but knowing Denver would be there only made his attendance feel even

necessary