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

Chapter 79

Chapter 79 Hadley

Deserves Far Better

But Hadley had been his woman, his cherished one.

Never in his wildest dreams would Eric lay a hand on a woman–least of all her.

Yet the inferno raging within his chest spiraled beyond restraint. With a ragged breath, he drew his fist upward and sent it hurtling downward with raw force.

Hadley, gripped by dread, clamped her eyes shut, bracing for the inevitable sting.

A thunderous thud echoed in the air–but the anticipated pain never arrived.

Hesitantly, she peered through her lashes. Eric’s fist had collided with the back of the seat, mere inches from her. What in the world… was he doing?

“Get out.” Eric’s voice sliced through the tension, icy and unyielding. “Now!”

“Oh–alright!” Hadley stammered, her trembling fingers fumbling for the door handle. She stumbled out of the car in a frantic rush, nearly losing her footing in her haste to escape.

Eric remained seated, his gaze fixed on her fleeting silhouette as it faded into the distance. A heavy silence stretched on before he pinched the bridge of his nose, a hiss of frustration escaping through his gritted teeth.

Damn it! His leniency had let her slip away again.

Did she truly believe she could keep evading him forever?

Come Sunday morning, Eric stirred from slumber later than his custom. As he descended the grand staircase, faint murmurs of conversation drifted from the living room.

He didn’t make a beeline for the parlor directly. Instead, he pivoted toward Kira, the trusted housekeeper, curiosity tugging at his tone. “Who has paid us a visit?”

“It’s Mr. Moran,” Kira replied with a warm smile, setting down Eric’s morning repast. “Your breakfast, sir.”

“Thank you,” Eric murmured, lifting the coffee to his lips for a tentative sip before placing it back down as he rose to his feet.

What business brought Denver here so early?

“Sir, won’t you eat?” Kira called after Eric, concern threading her tone.

“In a minute,” Eric replied over his shoulder, already striding toward the living room.

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Within, Denver sat across from Nyla, his demeanor all courtesy as he offered the tokens he had brought.

herbal teas and wellness elixirs. I confess I’m no expert myself, but my mother handpicked them just for you. She insisted

with an appreciative nod. “Your mother has impeccable taste. My gratitude to you, Denver,

lingered as he stole a glance at his watch. “It being the weekend, are you

a knowing brow.

like a hawk spotting its quarry. Her eyes twinkled with mischief. “There are others about,” she replied lightly. “Though I suspect you’ve got a particular soul in mind,

off guard. “Not at all. Just making

only one at home. But I bet he is not the one you’re

of only Eric, a

he had come bearing gifts as a pretense, but in his heart of hearts, he had hoped Hadley might grace the house on such

but surrender

gaze piercing as she

Nyla’s bluntness catching him

on a breath, and erupted into

“Good heavens, lad, I merely spoke her name! No need for

him a glass of water. “Here, drink this before you

downing the water in hasty gulps, Denver finally steadied his breathing. “Thank you, Mrs. Flynn,” he rasped.

shine to our Hadley?”

“Is that a yes or

that precise moment, Eric walked into

he greeted, his voice a low rumble.

couldn’t have been more

her lips curling faintly. “You have a knack for showing up

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79 Hadley Deserves

his expression cool as ever. His eyes darted to Denver, and a sly, almost taunting smile played across his features. “Denver. Fancy seeing you

as he hastened to explain. “I’ve come bearing gifts to Mrs. Flynn. from my

before fixing

haven’t answered my question. Are you sweet on our Hadley?”

in the spotlight of her scrutiny.

met Eric’s, a spark of resolve ignited within him. Perhaps this was his moment–his chance to lay his cards on the table.

ears, but for Hadley’s former spouse to hear as

shoulders and met Nyla’s gaze with newfound conviction. “Yes. 1… I’m

in surprise, the room falling momentarily still.

beacon, her hands clapping together in sheer delight.

certainty, adjusting his glasses in a

with joy. She had always held firm that Hadley, even after her divorce, deserved the finest suitors Srixby

Hadley know of your feelings?”

concern flickering across his face. “Though… she

soft sigh, shaking her head. “That girl… always overthinking

Denver’s chest, lifting his spirits.

her expression soon grew earnest, her tone carrying a weight of expectation. “But you must give

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