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

imagined Eric would return–let alone so soon.

switching on the light. Instead, he slipped into bed beside her in the darkness, long arms curling

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

she spoke. “Could you sleep in the other room

he just tightened his hold.

just for tonight. Just one night…

dancing across his face. “It’s late. How long are we going

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

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

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

him in silence.

though she were starting a fight

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

the bathroom, Hadley seized her pillow and dashed out

leave,

to share a

“Hadley!”

to stop her

door shut.

“Hadley!”

the knob, but she’d already locked it.

“What’s going on?”

of the stairs, concern in

had heard it all.

quickly grasped the situation, letting out

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192 Who Does She

she always treat you like

expression, neither confirming

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

argument.

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

had to admit–Linda held a

brand of “special” was an

though she’s acting like this?” Linda asked, taken aback.

hurt welled up inside her, something she couldn’t quite

name

soft laugh. “Are you actually in love

Love?

as though he’d been struck.

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