hapter 176 She Had Been
All Alone
The car was steeped in silence.
Eric’s gaze dropped to the woman in his arms. Hadley’s eyes were tightly shut, her face turned away as if refusing to acknowledge him. But the redness at the corners of her eyes–still damp with unshed tears- betrayed her.
Was it just a physical reaction? Or… was she crying for someone else?
The thought sent a chill through him, and his expression darkened.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said, his voice devoid of warmth.
Releasing her, he stepped out first, walking around to the passenger side before gathering her into his arms. The moment he lifted her, he felt the faintest tremor run through her body.
Eric’s frown deepened. “What’s wrong?”
Hadley shook her head, silent.
She didn’t have to say it–he already knew. He had lost control earlier, had let his emotions override his restraint. He had been too rough. Did he hurt her?
His arms tightened around her as his pace quickened, carrying her from the garage straight into the house. Entering the master bedroom, he gently laid her down on the bed.
Reaching out, he brushed aside her disheveled hair, but–Hadley turned her face away, avoiding his touch.
Eric froze. His hand hovered for a moment before he withdrew it.
Finally, his voice broke through, quieter this time. “Rest. I’ll run you a bath.”
Without waiting for a response, he turned and strode toward the bathroom.
The moment she heard the water start running, Hadley’s eyes snapped open. A mist of unshed tears blurred her vision, leaving her gaze red and puffy.
Afraid he might come back at any second, she threw off the covers, slipped out of bed, and rushed straight for
the door.
By the time Eric returned, a fresh set of pajamas in hand, he was completely unaware of what had just happened.
“Hadley, the bath is-
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He sat down at the edge of the bed, reaching to pull back the blanket. But the moment his hand brushed against it, an odd sensation gripped him.
Something felt off. Frowning, he yanked the blanket back–Empty.
His chest tightened.
“Hadley?”
Eric shot to his feet, scanning the room. His heart pounded as he checked the bathroom, the closet, the balcony -nothing.
A surge of panic crashed through him as he bolted out of the bedroom, tearing through Silver Villas like a man possessed.
he looked–she wasn’t there.
his phone and dialed
ringtone echoed immediately.
toward the sound, eyes locking onto the
hung by the entrance, her shoes neatly in place. The only thing missing were a
nothing but a thin
frustration and regret colliding in
a coat–how would she
eyes for a moment, fingers pressing against his temples
the car… He had lost control. He
Denver… nothing had happened between them last
have known the moment he
he hadn’t
had turned
never mattered to him. But
he wasn’t as good as
now, here they were.
about one thing–he really was a bastard. But
now, there was only one thing that
movements swift, his mind racing. Pulling up the surveillance footage, he
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wrapped only in a thin sweater, her arms crossed tightly over her chest against the biting cold.
at the sight. Damn it. Where could she have
friends in Srixby, which meant there was only one place she could have gone–her apartment at
keys and tore out of the house, driving straight into the
“Hadley, Hadley!”
apartment, his voice raw,
sorry, okay?” Eric murmured, pressing his forehead against the doorframe. His voice was low, almost
knocked, no matter how many times he
had expected that. But still—
out here making so much noise?”
a neighbor cracked open his door, his expression laced with irritation. “Quit making a scene! No one lives there anymore–who are
What?
His fingers curled at his sides. How could that be?
moved out weeks ago. Place has been
shot him a smirk, sizing him up. “Guess you two weren’t as close
man door shut in Eric’s face.
didn’t live here anymore. She was gone.
for a moment,
could Hadley have
no time–calling property management, Phillips, anyone who could help.
already been retrieved. His gaze locked onto the screen. There she was–Hadley–hurrying out of his house, slipping into a
plate. Just a few
“Phillips!”
Mr. Flynn.” He didn’t need to ask–he already knew what Eric wanted. “I’ll have someone look into it
a lead. They had the car’s color, model, and partial plate number–that
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long, and
About Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir - Chapter 176
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