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

Chapter 95 Scars On The

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Eric, puzzled by the pleasant scent, wondered what fragrance Hadley was wearing that smelt so wonderful

“Hadley,” he said gently, trying to soothe the stirring within himself, “What perfume is that you’re wearing?

Caught off guard, Hadley hesitated for a moment.

“Perfume?” she echoed, her lips twitching ever so slightly. How could she possibly afford luxury fragrances?

“It’s just my shampoo, actually,” she explained.

She then efficiently applied a Band–Aid to Eric’s wound. “There, all set.”

Then, she started to clean up, gathering the used medical supplies to dispose of them.

“Okay,” Eric murmured, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment.

By the time they exited the pharmacy, midnight had fallen.

Sebastian drove them back towards Mayfield Road. When they arrived, Eric stepped out of the car and accompanied Hadley to her apartment entrance.

“Get some rest,” Eric suggested, pausing at the entrance without stepping inside.

“Okay.” Hadley nodded, pointing to the box on the floor. “Thanks for this.”

She still might have ended up getting that doll by waiting in line all night, but the discount was indeed thanks

to his favor.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in? I had some wine earlier and could use some water now,” Eric said, his voice casual but with a hint of expectation.

Hadley hesitated, conflicted. Accepting his help already felt like a lot; would it be rude to deny him such a simple request?

Unexpectedly, Eric didn’t just assume he could enter–he was actually waiting for her invitation.

“Well…” Hadley moved aside slightly. “You can come in for some water.”

Hadley then went to get water for Eric.

She picked up the cup, turning to fill it at the sink. Suddenly, the tap handle came off in her hand, unleashing a torrent of water that drenched her completely.

“Ah!” Startled, Hadley couldn’t help but scream.

“What happened?”

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the chaos, sharp

to the bone, he hurried over to assist–only

face, Eric couldn’t help but notice Hadley remained where she stood. Without hesitation,

stand there–move!” he commanded.

her to safety behind him, protecting her from the water as it continued to pour down on

a wave of

living in a place like this?”

to continue, a jet of

stop talking,” Hadley whispered, barely audible over the sound

water.

He quickly moved to pull her away from the sink.

from his hold, Hadley said, “I

threatened more than just her apartment. A flood

did she plan to

get to the shutoff valve downstairs,” she explained, already moving toward the door. “And I have to buy a replacement

leave, Eric’s voice

he grasped her

face was a mix of frustration and concern. “Why are you rushing to do this alone? I’m here and

guard by

willingness to handle this alone,

I’ll handle

to a chair and then moved briskly towards the

out, her opposition evident. “I can take care

there!” Eric commanded, not bothering to

doubts. Could he really handle this? Was he familiar with the location of the

for. Despite his afflue upbringing,

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later, the relentless sound

her face upon discovering the halted flow -Eric had successfully located

her reconsider. If he could handle that, surely purchasing a faucet

he could manage that as

into dry clothes, Eric came

West Twelfth Alley had a convenient perk–everything was within walking

store right at the corner during his first visit.

she

responded, holding the faucet just out of her

you?” he quipped, giving her a sidelong look.

puzzled. “So I

his disbelief evident. Did she really think he couldn’t install

to do this while I’m right here? I’ve got this. Besides, are you sure you know how to do this?” Hadley’s lips tightened. Yes, she knew exactly how

but the Hadley who had

wasn’t just good at replacing faucets;

Hadley had learned to manage on her own rather than spend her limited funds. Over the years, she had become quite

this, was insistent. “I’ll handle

chance to prove

the toolbox,” he commanded, and headed towards the sink.