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.”

set her down at the door, reached into her pocket, and pulled out the key

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she might finally regain some autonomy, he scooped

it was standard

before he crossed the room in a few long strides and lowered her onto the bed. He even adjusted her hair so it wouldn’t bother her, smoothing the

the blanket over her, tucking it in just enough to

arms crossed, his sharp eyes locked onto

frowned. “How are you

focus, to assess her body’s state. “I… I have no

gaze narrowed.

“Yes…

What else was she

“Oh.”

Hadley, enough to leave her vulnerable, but not the kind of drug that sent people into oblivion.

Still.

Hadley have been able to fight that

to be refined and respectful–yet she was willing to endanger someone’s life just to clear

His expression darkened, his eyes sharp with

and she stiffened slightly, a sudden unease creeping over her.

hesitant.

irritated. “And go where exactly? I don’t even want to imagine what will happen to you in

bold enough to try once, who was to say she

get used to his unpredictable bursts of frustration. Fine. It was better to let him do as he pleased.

settled between them.

exhaled slowly, realizing his tone had been harsher than

“Ahem.”

his throat, he shifted slightly, his voice begrudgingly softer. “Well… you said you’re too weak to move, right? What if you need water? Or-” He paused, looking momentarily uncomfortable. “What if you need to use the bathroom?”

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to the bedside and sat down, arms crossed. “I’ll stay until you’re

Then I’ll

Hadley blinked.

could help with water,

out, but the moment she opened her

off whatever she was about to say. “I

the bed, and then leaned back in the chair, shutting his eyes as if he intended to rest right there.

a

had happened to him?

had he come from?