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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cut through the chaos, sharp

to assist–only to end up getting

off his face, Eric couldn’t help but notice Hadley remained where she stood. Without hesitation, he grabbed her arm

stand there–move!”

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

wave of guilt. “I’m so

are you even living in a place like this?” Eric blurted out, frustration

his mouth to continue, a jet of

maybe you should stop talking,” Hadley whispered, barely audible over the sound of

water.

eyes sharp with irritation. He quickly moved to pull

his hold, Hadley said, “I need

apartment. A flood was imminent, and the potential damage could extend

questioned her plan. How did she plan

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

to leave, Eric’s voice halted her.

grasped her arm.

and concern. “Why are you rushing to do this

guard

by her willingness to handle this alone, made

I’ll

Hadley to a chair and then moved

called out, her opposition evident. “I

commanded, not bothering to

Could he really handle this? Was he familiar with the location

for. Despite his afflue upbringing, he was capable of learning quickly and

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later, the relentless sound

face upon discovering

handle that, surely

manage that as well.

into dry clothes, Eric

had a convenient perk–everything was within walking distance.

store right at the corner during his first

manage to get it?” Hadley asked as she walked over. “Great. Now give it to

the faucet just out

it over to you?” he quipped, giving

“So I can install

evident. Did she really think he couldn’t install

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

skills, but the Hadley who had spent four

good at replacing faucets; she

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

unaware of this, was insistent.

his chance to prove that he

me the toolbox,” he commanded, and headed towards the