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

Chapter 98

Chapter 98 Making Trouble

For Yourself

Eric took a steady breath, pushing his emotions aside before speaking.

“Grandma, please have some faith in Ernest. Have you forgotten how strong he is? He survived a coma–do you really think a bit of rehab will slow him down?”

His words resonated with Nyla, stirring something deep within her.

A slow nod accompanied her sigh. “You’re right. Ernest has always been the responsible one. From the time he was little until now, he never gave me a reason to worry. He excelled at everything he did…”

But as her eyes shifted toward her younger grandson, her expression darkened. “Unlike you! You do nothing but give me headaches!”

A flicker of something unreadable crossed Eric’s face, disappearing just as fast as it came.

“Well, naturally,” he said, flashing his usual careless grin. “He’s the older brother. I’m the reckless younger one.”

“Pfft-” A surprised laugh escaped Nyla despite the tears still clinging to her lashes. With a playful flick to his forehead, she chuckled. “You little troublemaker. Now that your brother’s awake, you’re acting like a little brat

again!”

With a longing sigh, she expressed her hope for Ernest’s swift recovery. “It’ll be easier for you too, once he’s better, right?”

Eric nodded. “Yes, Grandma.”

Throughout the night, they kept vigil in Ernest’s hospital room.

The next morning, Nyla, with Eric’s assistance, helped Ernest get ready for the day.

Ernest’s cheeks reddened from embarrassment, though he couldn’t utter a word yet.

Nyla instantly understood the situation.

Having raised the boys herself, she knew them well.

“You’re shy with your grandma?” She chuckled. “Both you boys, I’ve been cleaning up after you since you were

little-”

“Grandma!” Eric interjected, his hands occupied with a basin. “Not me! Why drag me into this? I was the perfect child!”

now, you weren’t even

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Making Trouble

arrogance, “Clearly, I was meant to be

said without missing a beat, “Please, your brother’s the tall one at six–two. You’re actually a

little shorter.”

half–playful, half–serious.

from his bed, a slight smile appearing on his

back to Ernest, sitting beside his bed to help

just regained consciousness, his doctors had advised starting with basics like sipping water,

spooning water and bringing it

trickle of water still escaped the

towel and gently wiped Ernest’s lips. “Take it easy, brother. You’re making excellent

a knock at the

for a reply, Linda burst in, her breaths quick and

“Ernest…”

his bed,

discreetly moved aside to give her space.

set, visibly fatigued and still wearing her makeup from the previous night’s shoot.

she approached Ernest’s bedside and murmured his name, taking his hand gently and resting her forehead against his, her voice shaky with

emerged from Ernest as he tried to speak, but his

Linda whispered reassuringly, “There’s no need to hurry. Take your time. I’ll be here, waiting to hear all you

and Eric shared a look at the tender scene unfolding before them. Their silent exchange conveyed a mutual decision; they quietly exited to allow Linda

Linda emerged from Ernest’s room, her eyes

“What have the doctors said? Will Ernest

comforting gesture. “The doctors urge patience, my dear. We should consider it a miracle that he’s even

committed aloud, saying,

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need to reduce my

Eric had a chance to reply, Nyla was already nodding in

of you. Don’t worry, Eric will take care of

pat, offering reassurance. “Ernest will pull through. You’ve endured so much these past few years, but finally, the hard times are behind

but her smile

the night at

hand, he made his way to

said as he handed

“You’re welcome.”

mood between them was unusually light that day.

thought suddenly surfaced.

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