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

Chapter 119 Keep Her At Arm’s Length

Linda chose not to delve into the recent events that had unfolded. Instead, she kept the conversation light, as

was her custom.

“Sorry I arrived a bit later than usual today. The chill in the air has settled in. Just stepping from the car made my cheeks feel the bite of the cold. Here, feel it. Isn’t it brisk?”

She gently pressed her cheek against Ernest’s palm as she spoke.

Ernest’s brow furrowed slightly, and a tremor ran through his fingers as he lowered his hand, attempting to

pull away.

Linda’s heart raced.

Was he intentionally distancing himself from her?

Maintaining her composure, she replied with warmth, “Is your arm weary? I apologize for making you hold it

up.”

Ernest opened his mouth, but only a raspy, muffled sound came forth.

Linda instantly grasped his need. After caring for him for so long, she recognized his signals like an old friend.

“You need to use the restroom, right? Just a moment…”

She started toward the bathroom to get his bedpan.

But Ernest tugged at her shirt, shaking his head slowly, his brow knitted in concern.

She understood his gesture, yet confusion washed over her.

“Ernest, I’m your fiancee. We might as well be married, wedding or not. Let me assist you, please.”

Still, he shook his head, his forehead creased in refusal.

With a hand pressed to her temple, she felt a wave of resignation. “Alright, I’ll call the caregiver.”

Ernest had a duo of caregivers, one male and one female.

As Linda stood up, a pang of unease fluttered in her chest.

She really didn’t get it.

What was happening with Ernest? Ever since he regained consciousness, he had been keeping her at arm’s length.

He permitted her to wipe his face and help him sip water, but when it came to using the bathroom or a full-

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Her

the presence of a caregiver.

Why?

so much intimacy.

at his most vulnerable. Linda

comfort.

couldn’t articulate his needs, she felt powerless to argue with him.

Hadley meticulously combed through the script, recording her interpretations of the female

with care.

handed the hefty stack

here you

taken aback. “This

this before,

admired her approach. “This kind of attitude is the first

“Okay.”

that Adonis walked away

decision. As the director, he still had to answer to the producer and the investor.

real power.

a new face into the fold came with its own set of challenges.

filming,

wants you to join us for dinner

she could ask for specifics, Elvin winked

new project. Don’t sweat it when you meet the producer and the investors. Mr. Faulkner and I will have your

dinner

an unshakeable hesitation, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on why.

she nodded.

she was about to meet the heavyweights, Hadley chose a coffee–toned evening gown— elegant and flattering to her

Elvin’s directions, she arrived punctually at the venue to find

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on,

“Alright.”

the elevator, Elvin let out a deep sigh, a shadow of

puzzled.

at her, his brow furrowed. “Once we get upstairs, no matter what

advice was that?

race. What could possibly

tense. “I just found out that our producer

She hadn’t officially stepped into the entertainment arena yet. So who was this Wayne Walters?

Elvin continued, gritting his teeth, “he has a notorious flaw. He couldn’t always keep his

Was that really just

the line. Plus, he’s not one of the investors this time,

for

was a greenhorn, without any acting chops, so he couldn’t risk featuring her too much. Still, this particular part could shine

role like that, given Adonis‘ standing in the industry, the producer and backers would at least show