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

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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can’t Afford Me Now

Chapter 216 She Didn’t Need His Love

The obstetrician spoke gently but gravely, her tone heavy with sympathy. “Mrs. Flynn… I’m so sorry…”

The words echoed painfully, shattering Hadley from within. A chill raced through her veins, freezing every nerve. The world blurred, and her breath caught sharply.

Beyond the curtain, Eric felt the same icy dread seize his heart.

He didn’t need to hear more–he knew what had happened. Their child, the one he’d barely begun to grasp the existence of, was gone before he’d even truly known them.

He ignored hospital protocol, yanking the curtain aside and rushing desperately to Hadley’s bedside.

“Mr. Flynn, you can’t go inside!” A nurse called urgently, stepping forward to stop him.

But Eric brushed past her, desperate to reach Hadley’s side. “Move aside!”

Rules be damned–nothing would keep him away from Hadley now.

“Hadley!”

Eric rushed frantically to her bedside, pulling her into his embrace, as though sheer strength alone could shield her from the devastation. He glared furiously at the medical team, his voice a raw, anguished accusation. “Why aren’t you doing anything? First, you let our child slip away–and now you’re standing idle while my wife suffers?”

His arms tightened instinctively around Hadley’s trembling frame.

Yet just as suddenly, his anger faded, replaced by a fragile tenderness as he turned to Hadley. “It’s alright,” he murmured softly into her hair, voice breaking slightly. “We’re young. We’ll have another chance… I promise, we’ll try again…”

Though he attempted

eassurance, Eric’s eyes betrayed his sorrow, reddening with tears he refused to let fall.

Hadley remained quiet, dazed in his arms.

Was he truly… grieving their child?

“Ugh…”

Just then, another sharp wave of pain seized her, wrenching a cry from her lips.

Eric snapped again, desperation bleeding into his anger, “Are you deaf? Do something, damn it! Don’t just stand

there!”

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the silence,

gently, stepping forward cautiously. “Mr. Flynn, please understand. Your wife–she didn’t lose the child. There was never a miscarriage. Mrs. Flynn… she’s not

to replace his rage. “Wait…

frozen, stunned into silence. He blinked blankly, shifting

reaction was far more visceral. She shot upright, neck stiffening

this

even taken a test. Had the results

murmured gently, immediately moving to support her.

allowed her to lean heavily against him before addressing the doctor again, voice steady but edged with quiet intensity. “Are you

perspiration beading subtly on her forehead,

tension.

were rare but not unheard of.

Hadley. “Mrs. Flynn, how exactly did you confirm your pregnancy?”

honestly, her heart sinking further with every word. “Could the test have been

“but certainly not impossible. There’s also another possibility- your body might have reacted misleadingly due to stimulants like ovulation–inducing medications…”

her grip tightening involuntarily on the bed

such medication, eager to conceive

that eagerness have led

absolute certainty, it’s always best to confirm pregnancy through blood

her as she sank weakly into

yet at least now Eric’s anxious heart could find

clear as he gently asked, “Your shoulder–it still hurts, doesn’t it? Should I call

Hadley whispered faintly, nodding as she allowed herself to lean more

obstetrician quietly exited, replaced moments later by an orthopedic specialist who promptly assessed Hadley’s injury.

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but careful examination, he confirmed her

firm yet careful bandage, the doctor offered a reassuring nod and gently. instructed them on follow–up care, “It’s nothing serious.

finalized their prescriptions, carefully explaining the dosage and timing before declaring her fit

himself focused entirely on Hadley, carrying her out of the hospital and straight to the

misunderstanding pressed heavily on

she had thought, would be the end of their entanglement. A clean

for Elissa’s sake, this situation now felt entirely different–far more complicated, far more

pregnancy, their connection remained open–ended.

wasn’t ready for that–not physically, not

cheek, his touch warm, grounding. “Hadley, do you know something?” His voice was

eyes fluttered open, confusion flickering in

Happy?

a moment, she wondered if she had misheard. What could he

met his gaze, she saw it–joy, pure and unguarded, lighting up his features. He wasn’t lying.

But why?

behind her ear before his fingers lingered, tracing down to her jaw. His expression was unreadable, yet

tender. “Your intention was.” He held her gaze, unwavering. “You wanted to have my child, didn’t