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

Chapter 153 Why

Shouldn’t He Just Take…..

Hadley was completely thrown off.

What was Eric doing here?

And why did he sound like that–like he had every right to be standing in front of her, scolding her? What was with that entitled attitude?

She had met plenty of wealthy heirs–Ernest wasn’t like this. Neither was Denver.

A faint, incredulous laugh slipped past her lips. Was his bad temper reserved just for her?

Still, whatever his attitude, one fact remained–he had saved her. She couldn’t ignore that.

Steadying herself, she attempted to break free from his grip. “Listen… thank you for earlier. I-”

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Eric’s hand tightened around her waist, anchoring her in place, his lips curling into a faintly mocking smirk.

“Are you seriously trying to push me away? Can you even stand on your own right now?”

Hadley faltered, her breath catching.

Probably not.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked. “It’s not like I’m the one who slipped you something.” Hadley froze, her body rigid.

He heard everything? He knew what Wilma had done to her?

When did he even show up?

“Enough of this.”

Before Hadley could gather her thoughts, Eric let out a sigh and effortlessly scooped her up into his arms. “I’ve already started dealing with this mess, so I might as well see it through. Where’s your room?”

Was he seriously this considerate?

She wanted to doubt him, but she was too weak to resist. Reluctantly, she mumbled her room number.

“Sorry to trouble you,” she whispered.

Eric didn’t even hesitate. “As long as you realize it’s trouble.”

her pocket, and pulled out the key card. The

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autonomy, he scooped her

was standard procedure.

in a few long strides and lowered her onto the bed.

it in just enough

leave after all that. Instead, he remained by the bedside, arms crossed, his sharp eyes

“How are

focus, to assess her body’s state. “I…

gaze narrowed. “That’s

“Yes…

she supposed to feel?

“Oh.”

used something mild–enough to weaken Hadley, enough to leave her vulnerable, but not the kind of drug that sent people

Still.

have been able to fight that bastard off?

respectful–yet she was willing to endanger someone’s life just to

in Eric’s chest. His expression darkened, his eyes

stiffened slightly, a sudden unease creeping

voice was soft, hesitant. “Shouldn’t you be

a sharp glance, still visibly irritated. “And go where exactly? I don’t even want to imagine what will happen

to try once, who

unpredictable bursts of frustration. Fine. It was better

silence settled

exhaled slowly, realizing his tone had

“Ahem.”

right? What if you need water? Or-” He paused, looking momentarily uncomfortable. “What

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Hadley could react, he dragged a chair to the bedside and sat down, arms crossed. “I’ll stay until

I’ll

Hadley blinked.

with water, sure. But

the moment she opened

up!” Eric didn’t even look at her, waving off whatever she was about to say. “I don’t need

and then leaned back in

was quiet, Hadley finally had a chance to take a good look

happened to

had he come from?