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

Chapter 218

Chapter 218 Let’s Get Married Right Away

Hadley froze, eyes widening in shock. Could it really have been Eric?

Elissa, just as stunned, stole a glance at Hadley before voicing the question that was stuck on her lips. “Are you sure, Alice?” she asked, her tone laced with skepticism. “Could you have mistaken him for someone else?”

“No, I’m totally sure,” Alice’s response was firm, unwavering. “A man that handsome? Trust me, he’s not the kind of face you forget.”

Elissa said nothing more, and Hadley sat in silence, her thoughts spinning.

A feeling stirred in her chest–Alice had to be right.

At that time, Eric had been in Blathe.

She remembered the injuries he carried back then. But she had never asked. Never cared enough to question them. Now, everything was starting to click into place.

After seeing Alice off at the airport, Hadley and Elissa returned to the dance studio.

As they walked through the halls, Elissa let out a deep sigh. “Mr. Flynn is really something. Does he just go around saving people without ever taking credit for it?”

Hadley exhaled slowly, shaking her head. “I’m not sure what to say to that.”

Hadley and Eric had met as children given their grandmothers‘ friendship, and they also once spent years together under the same roof, yet she couldn’t say she truly knew him.

As a child, Eric had been quiet, reserved–distant. Perhaps it was because they hadn’t spent much time together back then.

By the time she was adopted into the Flynn family, he had changed a lot–short–tempered, unpredictable, a storm that could never quite be tamed.

Maybe that was just how people were. Layers upon layers, contradictions upon contradictions.

The Eric she had known was ruthless enough to exile her abroad for four years without hesitation, yet at the same time, he was also the man who had risked his own life to save her.

Hadley found herself wondering–if she told him the truth now… If she looked him in the eyes and finally said it—that she had been innocent. That she had never pushed Linda. That there was more to the story.

Would he believe her?

Could she trust him with the truth?

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That afternoon, Hadley’s phone buzzed with a message from Eric. “I’ll pick you up around 6:30. Dinner at the mansion with Grandma.”

“Okay,” she replied simply.

Since she would finish work before five, she took the opportunity to stop by her apartment first.

no choice but to keep dealing with Eric, but that didn’t

well–behaved, and never difficult to care for. Spending time with her gave Hadley a rare sense of

the time she returned to the dance studio, she was right on schedule. Exactly five minutes later, Eric’s

reaching for her hand as soon as she approached. “Did I keep

fine,” Hadley replied as they got into the

away, Hadley studied him for a

were so different as a kid. Quiet, reserved.

expression didn’t change much, but there

was faint.

nodded, lost in thought.

a child, her visits to the Flynn Mansion had been rare, limited to the times she

off in your own world–reading or just staring off into

lips. “That bad, huh? Sounds like I was

sighed playfully. “You’ve changed a lot since then.”

to stay the same forever.” Then, glancing sideways

a

knew one thing for certain–she had changed. After everything she had

not?

now, she couldn’t help but feel that he had changed too. The man beside her wasn’t quite the same as the

“Eric…” Hadley hesitated.

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her, his tone casual but attentive. “What is

her mouth, but

yet. She still wasn’t sure about

was Ernest. The situation between him

back then–the one that had sent her away for four years–was bound to

back into the chaos

tangled, Hadley exhaled softly.

evening, the Flynn Mansion was unusually lively.

been discharged from the hospital, her leg injuries healing well enough that, as long as she wore pants and avoided any

energy, Eric had brought Hadley along–something that made Nyla

so nice to have everyone together again,” she said

pleasant enough,

toward the living room, where they could all enjoy a

sharp voice

the

Her voice was laced with grievance and barely restrained fury.

immediately frowned. “What is it now?”

him a sideways glance.

know what’s going on, but ever

as she addressed her eldest grandson.

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