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

hapter 219 Why Wouldn’t She Just Admit It

A few beats of silence passed before Ernest let out a quiet, helpless sigh. “It’s not that I don’t want to.”

Then, after a moment of contemplation, he gave a small nod. “Alright, let’s go with your decision… let’s get married.”

Linda froze, caught off guard by the words she had been waiting for years to hear. For a moment, she simply stared at Ernest, as if unsure whether to believe it. And then–her vision blurred as tears welled up and spilled

over.

Without hesitation, Ernest stepped forward, reaching for her hand. His voice softened as he gently reassured her. “Don’t cry… I only have you. No one else.”

“Really?” Linda whispered, her voice fragile, uncertain.

“Yes, I swear it.”

Nyla, watching the exchange, clapped her hands together, laughing joyfully. “Wonderful! Now, we finally have a good reason to celebrate!”

The joy was infectious–not just for Nyla, but for Eric as well.

Later that evening, back at Silver Villas, Eric’s excitement was still impossible to hide.

Hadley observed him curiously, arms crossed as she leaned against the couch. “They’re getting married, and you’re this happy?”

Eric didn’t hesitate for a second. “Of course, I’m happy!”

His response was immediate, almost instinctive. “Ernest and Linda grew up together. They’ve always been close -they promised to be together for life.”

Hadley studied him, her mind churning with unspoken thoughts.

Was that really it? Could someone love another person so deeply that their only happiness came from seeing them happy with someone else?

Had Eric truly let go of Linda? Or was he just convincing himself that he had?

“What are you thinking about?”

Eric’s voice broke through Hadley’s thoughts before she could hide them. With a teasing smirk, he reached out and flicked her forehead.

“You’re overthinking again,” he said playfully. “How many times have I told you–there’s nothing between Linda and me? And yet, you still don’t believe me.”

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Hadley wasn’t convinced. Not completely.

But right now, that wasn’t the biggest mystery on her mind. Something about this whole thing felt off.

Four years ago, Linda had miscarried, and now there were whispers of Ernest’s infidelity floating around. Could they really put all those things behind and walk down the aisle?

Regardless of what she thought, the wedding proceeded as planned.

As the Flynn family’s eldest grandson, Ernest would continue living at the Flynn Mansion even after the wedding. There was no need for a new house–just a simple rearrangement of his current living quarters.

wedding–from the venue to the dress–be left entirely up to Linda’s

to be the bride’s day, and above all else, her

renowned designer, she had publicly announced an open call for submissions

was a bold move. In reality, the Flynn family could afford the best designers in the world, and with Linda’s standing in the entertainment industry, securing a luxury brand sponsorship

deliberately rejected

the entire process into a public spectacle–launching an open competition and vowing to select a design that truly spoke

the wedding was officially confirmed, news of the grand wedding had spread

this didn’t feel like a simple bridal decision.

to whom? Most likely, the other woman Linda had long

from each other, catching up over their meal when

And to Linda of all people?”

was an unmistakable edge of sarcasm in her tone–unsurprising, given

of her drink before responding casually. “Yes, that’s

just say he

shaking her head. “To each

the way, I

surprise. “For the wedding dress?”

her eyes. “Why do

realization dawned.

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right. She had momentarily forgotten–Elissa had studied fashion design. But in the industry, she was still just a small, unknown name.

slightly, concern flickering in her expression. “Aren’t you afraid Linda might come after

“Of course, I am. But so what? I have to take the chance.”

in her eyes. “This is an opportunity. What if they actually like my design? It could finally get

the end of the day, it’s about the work. If she

“I have to admit, though–Linda is incredibly lucky.

a brow. “Hmm? You’ve met him?”

knowing look. “Remember last time? When you and Eric had that huge argument, and he stormed off to your apartment? Ernest was there

added with a touch of admiration, “He even gave me a ride home. And let me tell

made another visit to the

appointment discreetly through

shake the weight of her previous failure. “Doctor, I

smile. “Take it easy. Stress is one of the biggest obstacles to conception. Even with medication, there’s

But how could she not be anxious?

a moment before asking, “Do you want to continue

“Yes,”

of the deeper complexities of Hadley’s situation, offered some gentle advice. “You’re still young. There’s no need to put so much pressure on yourself. You shouldn’t rely on this medication too frequently. It comes with risks–there can be side

had warned her as well.

other choice. She forced a small smile. “I understand. Thank you for

didn’t push further, writing the

experience nausea or dizziness, make sure to get

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will. Thank you,

evening, when Eric returned to Silver Villas, Hadley was waiting for him–this time

she

slipping her arms around his waist and pressing