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

Chapter 203 We’re Done

“Here you go.” Handing over Hadley’s phone, Eric gently teased, “Is my presence that intimidating?”

“No,” Hadley responded, taking the phone with slight hesitation. “And, thank you.”

She was reliant on his assistance, though she tried not to let her face show it.

“What’s on your mind now?” Eric inquired, noticing the change in her demeanor.

His mood seemed lighter than before, a stark contrast to his earlier anger.

With a half–smile, he asked, “You’re not still scared of me, are you?”

Hadley started to object, but Eric was quicker. He caught her hand and pulled her towards him.

Caught off guard, Hadley lost her balance and tumbled into his chest.

Eric caught her smoothly, his hand securing her waist, while his other hand gently moved a strand of her hair back from her face.

Laughing softly, he murmured close to her ear, “You do still have feelings for me, right?”

What? Hadley’s eyes widened in disbelief.

How could Eric suggest such a thing?

She hadn’t shown any affection towards him–how could he misunderstand so profoundly? Eric sensed her surprise and cleared his throat, his gaze softening under her intense scrutiny. Hadley’s features were striking, particularly her eyes, which held him in their depth.

Silence had become her new companion, unlike before when she would fill the air with her chatter. In her quietness, her eyes sparkled with an unusual intensity that Eric found himself drawn to. “Why the sharp look?” Eric asked, his voice laced with curiosity. “Have I misread the situation?” He pointed towards her phone. “If you’re truly indifferent, why look into Ayla secretly?”

Hadley paused, taken aback. That was what this was about?

Seriously, was Eric delusional? His conclusions were wildly imaginative.

Erie. She attempted to clarify

I’ve reconsidered our earlier conversation,” Eric said, interrupting her.

At that, Hadley stopped mid–sentence, inhaled sharply, and pressed her lips tightly together.

Clutching her phone, she said, “I’ll hand over the phone once Elissa is free. And… I assure you, there’s no

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backup this time!”

her priority was securing Elissa’s

harshness and sounded gentler now, “I want you to return to me, to be

What?

taken

be serious? Defending Linda one moment and

the same page? Don’t you remember the video I have of Linda?” “I’m fully aware of that,”

it. Every attempt you make to upload it, I’ll have removed. If you post it again, I’ll block it again,” he said

find out who’s quicker–you

felt a chill, standing rigidly as her skin broke out in a cold sweat.

seeing

loyal to Flynn Group. Throw enough money their way, and

subtly. “Doubtful? Try me. At my signal, your phone, your online

Hadley closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes fluttering against the tension.

against someone as formidable as

his demands wasn’t an

she needed to conceive his child–she had no desire to entangle herself with him again now that

back to him and he discovered that

Hadley interjected, steeling herself to stand her ground. She gestured towards Ayla. “You already have a girlfriend. I’m not necessary in

a light chuckle, lifting his brow but offering no further

into dating someone else, finding a new partner…”

then settled on Hadley, capturing her gaze.

what? I gave it a try… and it just didn’t feel right. None of them compare to

breath was warm on her skin,

look, her

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echoed around them, patient and unhurried.

This isn’t a small decision. Take all the time you need to think it through. When you’re ready, call me. However-” Eric’s friendly demeanor dimmed, his voice

he reached for her

Hadley recoiled slightly, puzzled. “Why are you doing

forcibly take her with

his head, his expression one of resignation. “No need to worry. It promised you

her here by

young, attractive woman, especially after the incidents she had already faced in Srixby, he felt a responsibility

drive you home.”

guided Hadley out of the

“Mr. Flynn…”

eyes filled

flickered to Hadley, who held Eric’s hand,