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.

all your fault!” she murmured.

never imagined Eric would

light. Instead, he slipped into bed beside her in the darkness,

eyes, catching

you sleep in

go, he just tightened his hold. “This is my bed. I

tonight. Just one night… I’m asking

the bedside lamp, shadows dancing across his face. “It’s late. How long are we going to keep doing

taking another calming breath. “But there’s a smell on you- it’s

at his pajama collar and inhaling

he wouldn’t–why would Linda’s perfume smell

him in

face fell, clearly annoyed, as though she were starting a fight for no reason.

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

headed for the bathroom, Hadley seized her pillow and

leave, then she

a bed

“Hadley!”

around, just a second too late to stop her from slipping into the

door shut.

“Hadley!”

ran after her and twisted the

“What’s going on?”

of the stairs,

Linda had heard it

the hallway, she quickly grasped

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192 Who Does She

treat you like this?”

set in a grim expression, neither confirming nor denying

it’s not even

argument.

about her that way. Hadley isn’t irrational. If she misunderstood something, there’s

a

“special” was

though she’s acting like

a strange twinge of hurt welled up inside her, something she couldn’t quite

name

soft laugh. “Are you actually in love with

Love?

looked as

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