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

Chapter 197 She Sparked All This Trouble

Eric gestured discreetly to the store manager and the sales assistants, indicating they should give them some space.

“Of course, Mr. Flynn,” replied the manager before he swiftly guided the staff away.

“Look here, Hadley.” Eric encouraged as he gently took her hand, guiding her to the gleaming display case. “What catches your eye?”

“Oh?” Hadley quirked an eyebrow, her voice tinged with amusement. “Are you in the mood to shop for my wardrobe?”

“Yes.” Eric confirmed with a nod. Wasn’t that apparent?

“I’ll pass,” Hadley responded with a playful smile, yet her words dripped with irony. “Really, I’m all set with my current wardrobe.”

She began to withdraw her hand, seeking to escape his grasp.

“Wait, Hadley, Eric said, holding her gaze firmly. “Didn’t you mention that nothing at Silver Villas appeals to you anymore?”

Before she could respond, he earnestly continued, apologizing for earlier misunderstandings.

Eric acknowledged his oversight with a hint of regret. “I should have consulted you before making plans. Let’s go have a look now, shall we?”

He motioned towards the array of clothing behind the glass. “We have a few pieces here, but there’s more to see. What catches your eye? They can bring out additional selections if you’d like. Does that sound good?” Hadley’s smile widened as she absorbed his words.

“Listen, Hadley,” Eric murmured as he drew nearer, his presence almost encircling her. His breath was a whisper against her car, his tone verging on desperate. “I’ll do whatever it takes to address your concerns. Please, let’s not end things, okay?”

Hadley tilted her head, pondering his plea.

What was she expected to say in return?

She found herself amused by Eric’s apparent naivety.

“Eric.” Hadley finally spoke, her tone laced with incredulity. “Do you really believe some new clothes will mend

our issues?”

“And what more should I do?” Eric asked, his voice steady and sincere.

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He gave her space to speak, “Just tell me what you need. I’m here to make it right. Please, just don’t leave me.”

with Eric so near. She touched his chest and gently

preferences. You’ve tailored an entire wardrobe to her taste, yet you seem clueless about what 1–your own girls–like. How can I possibly stay with you after

frozen as he struggled to

silence, he said, “I… I’ve just

“Sure.”

holding her hand earnestly.

some time…”

She smiled slyly, cutting through his protestations. “There’s one way to put all this

that be?” Eric’s face brightened, hope flickering in his eyes.

lips, Hadley laid out her terms. “Have Linda come over

to me.”

What?

a frown

she

it obvious?” Hadley flipped her hair back,

was way out of line. Then there’s the matter of her being in the kitchen, cooking for

“Hadley…

held her head high, confidence radiating from her. “She apologizes, and we’re good.” Eric looked at her, feeling utterly defeated.

to apologize to Hadley? Given her temperament, it was a far stretch.

happen?” Hadley grinned, doubting he would comply. “There’s another option, though.” “What?” A spark of

smirk widened.

his tie, looping it around her finger

never see her alone again. Stay out of her affairs.

in Eric’s stomach. This request seemed just as unattainable as the

has been a part of my

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dismissed his attempts with a wave of her hand, her interest

knew he

precisely her point–to ask for something he

not offering you a chance; it’s that you’re not showing any real commitment. It seems

and threw up her hands.

no shortage of candidates.” She offered a dry smile. “I sincerely hope you find someone suitable

gaze lingered on her retreating figure, his expression

The foll

day was different

usual dance rehearsals, she was due at a photo

external crew.

and the makeup artist

1 late, Elissa?