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

Chapter 192

Chapter 192 Who Does She

Think She Is

As Eric turned to leave, Hadley remained seated, staring blankly ahead.

A strange hollowness settled over her after her outburst. Everything had escalated too quickly, unraveling into something ugly and exhausting

He was gone… And he probably wasn’t coming back.

Being his shield wasn’t easy–especially when it meant watching Eric and his brother’s woman act so close, so intimate

Sighing, Hadley closed her eyes for a brief moment, whispering a silent prayer.

If fate ever decided to bless her with a child… Maybe, just maybe, she wouldn’t have to endure moments like this anymore.

Eric’s expression was grim as he descended the stairs.

Linda immediately noticed. She accepted the clothes from his hands, her lips curving into a knowing smile. “Is she upset that you’re letting me stay here?”

Eric exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “No.”

But the tightness in his chest told a different story,

Linda let out a sneer, eyes flickering with amusement. “Don’t bother lying to me-I know she’s upset.”

She tossed the clothes onto her arm, lips curling in distaste. “But why should she be upset?”

Her voice turned sharp, biting, “When I met you, she probably wasn’t even born yet. What right does she have to feel anything?”

Linda scoffed, crossing her arms. “Who does she think she is? She’s not even your wife. And even if she were -she’d have no right to treat me like this.”

The more she spoke, the deeper the irritation etched into Eric’s face.

“Linda, it’s late” His voice was clipped, sharp. “Get some rest.”

Without waiting for a response, he turned on his heel and strode toward the stairs.

Linda froze. Was he… mad at her? Or was he just eager to go back upstairs? To Hadley?

Linda’s grip tightened around the fabric in her hands, knuckles turning white as her gaze followed Eric’s

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retreating figure.

is all your fault!” she

never imagined Eric would return–let

the light. Instead, he slipped into bed

in a deep breath and closed her eyes, catching a faint blend of perfume and disinfectant on

last, she spoke. “Could you sleep in the other room

hold. “This is my bed. I belong here.”

up. “Please, just for tonight. Just one night… I’m asking

the bedside lamp, shadows dancing across his face. “It’s

to cause trouble,” she murmured, taking another calming breath. “But there’s a smell on you- it’s bothering me. I

he said, tugging at his pajama collar and inhaling deeply. “I don’t

Linda’s perfume smell off to

regarded him in

as though she

his irritation and relented. “Fine. I’ll take a shower.”

Hadley seized her pillow and dashed out of

wouldn’t leave, then

a bed with him

“Hadley!”

too late to stop her from slipping into the adjacent

door shut.

“Hadley!”

the knob, but she’d

“What’s going on?”

top of the stairs, concern in her

Linda had heard it all.

Eric stranded in the hallway, she quickly grasped the situation, letting out a caustic laugh.

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she always treat you like this?”

face was set in a grim expression, neither confirming nor denying

“No, it’s not even that–it’s more like

argument.

in displeasure. “Don’t talk about her that way. Hadley isn’t irrational. If she misunderstood something, there’s a reason for it.”

admit–Linda held a

that brand of “special” was an entirely different

acting

faded, a strange twinge of hurt welled up inside her,

name

a soft laugh. “Are you actually

Love?

a moment, Eric looked as though he’d been

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