Chapter 243 You’re Falling
In Love But Don’t Even…
“Hadley!”
Eric’s voice sliced through the air, sharp and unyielding His expression darkened, the muscle in his jaw tightening as he stared her down. His lips pressed into a hard line, every inch of him radiating frustration.
“Why so tense?” she said, tilting her head slightly. “Am I wrong?” Her gaze locked onto his, unwavering. “You
got hurt protecting the person you care about–shouldn’t she be the one here, feeling concerned?”
“Enough,” Eric snapped, his voice edged with warning “Stop bringing her up every chance you get.”
His cold stare bore into her, his patience wearing thin. “How many times do I have to tell you? There’s nothing
between Linda and me. Last night wasn’t about her–it was about my brother-”
“Oh, please!” Hadley let out a soft chuckle, amusement flickering in her eyes. “Could it be, that you’re falling in
love but don’t even realize it, Mr. Flynn?”
“Hadley…”
Knock! Knock! The sharp tension between them was broken by a gentle rapping on the door.
A nurse entered, pushing a treatment cart, completely oblivious to the charged atmosphere. “Mr. Flynn, it’s time for your afternoon infusion.”
Eric didn’t look away from Hadley, his expression still stormy, as if their conversation had merely been paused.
rather than ended.
“Please proceed.” Hadley stepped back, giving space, but not before casting Eric one last glance. “Thank you for your hard work.”
“You’re welcome, Miss Pearson.” The nurse offered a kind smile as she leaned down, expertly adjusting the IV
line with practiced precision.
“That should do it,” she said, straightening up. “If you need anything, just press the call button or reach out to
the nurse’s station.”
“Alright, thank you.”
With a polite nod, the nurse gathered her things and slipped out of the room, leaving behind a stillness that
felt heavier than before.
Hadley didn’t seem interested in revisiting their earlier conversation. Instead, she pulled a chair closer and sank into it, her gaze drifting lazily to the IV bag. “This is going to take at least an hour and a half, isn’t it?” she murmured, a yawn slipping out before she could stifle it. “Ahh…”
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and she quickly wiped at them, blinking away the drowsiness creeping in.
watching her, felt the lingering tension between them begin to ease. “Are you really that exhausted?”
his tone softer
nodded, yawning again.
be? Last night was chaos–I barely got three hours of sleep,” she muttered, stretching her arms sluggishly. “Then I had to go straight to the dance
more than a few minutes, exhaustion clung to her like
glanced at his hospital bed. It was large–more than enough space for her to rest too.
could finish, the door
time, it was
edged with irritation. Of all times, why did Phillips have to show up now?
the room, Phillips hesitated at the doorway,
like Eric’s stare was filled
and quickly said, “Mr. Flynn, I was wondering if Hadley wanted to go back and bring some of your things over?”
a
to buy anything he needed, personal items–his own clothes, a razor, his phone charger–were always more comfortable than whatever the hospital
Hadley hadn’t thought of
past, Phillips would have handled such things himself. But now that Hadley was Eric’s
nod. “I’ll go grab them. I know exactly where to find
small
turned to Phillips. “I’ll leave everything
and pack.”
nod. “Sebastian’s waiting downstairs. He’ll drive you
“Got it.”
toward the door, but before
halted her
turned, her eyes meeting his. His expression had shifted–less guarded now.
his question made her pause. “Obviously. I am
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don’t I?”
smile. “Be careful on the way. Come
“I will.”
final wave, she stepped
unfamiliar unese settle in his chest an irrational ya Creeping in. What if
car where Sebastian
a fleeting moment, throug the window, she caught sight of Ernest and Linda standing
seemed deep
barely lasted a second before the car moved on, the figures disappearing behind the grove
stood with her back to Ernest, her posture rijd, her breath uneven.
Ernest’s voice was quiet, steady. He leaned on his cane, his other hand holding
handkerchief.
he said gently. “This is my fault. If you’re upset, take it out on me.”
repeated, her voice shaking with frustration. She took
three years old.” Her voice cracked slightly, but she pushed through it. “Where is his mother? You have him living with Quentin–but where is
expression darkened. His brows knitted together as a familiar face flashed through his mind. For a long, heavy moment, he
he met Linda’s eyes with unwavering resolve. “There
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