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

Chapter 250 I Hate It

Elissa and Robin met at the height of their youth, a time when love felt invincible.

They were a perfect match–admired, envied, the kind of couple others spoke of in hushed awe.

Their families, well–matched in wealth and influence, welcomed the union with open arms. Everything aligned

as if fate itself had blessed their love story.

Elissa had envisioned a simple, beautiful life with Robin–marriage, children, quiet happiness. She never

imagined a different ending.

But fate clearly had other plans. On the night of her wedding, the dream she cherished shattered in an instant.

She had spent the night in the arms of her lover–or so she believed.

But as dawn broke, the world around her crumbled. The door to the bridal chamber burst open with a deafening crash.

Elissa jolted awake, her mind still hazy, her body aching from the night before.

The room was a mess of disheveled sheets and discarded clothing. Her wedding dress lay in tatters on the floor,

the delicate fabric torn and ruined.

The marks on her skin, the lingering warmth on the bed, the unmistakable stain on the sheets–evidence of what had transpired.

The fairytale she had believed in had just become a nightmare.

Elissa would never forget the look on Robin’s face the sheer disgust, the fury twisting his features as he stared

at her.

“Elissa! How could you?” he roared, his voice cutting through the heavy silence like a blade.

The words struck Elissa harder than any physical blow.

Then, the horrifying realization set in. On her wedding night, in what should have been the most sacred moment of her life–she had been with a stranger.

Not Robin. A stranger.

Who was he? She didn’t even know his name. Before she had woken, he had already vanished.

And from that moment on, Elissa’s life unraveled. The whispers spread like wildfire. The accusations came swift and merciless–from her family, from Robin’s, from everyone who had once looked at her with admiration.

Shameless. Disgraceful. She was branded with those words.

Elissa had no defense. No explanation that would change what had already been decided.

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She had walked into the wrong bridal chamber. Slept with the wrong man. Lost everything–her innocence, her dignity, the happiness that had once felt so close.

Her world had shattered beyond repair.

had always seen Elissa ás strong, independent, someone who carried herself with quiet resilience. But now, faced with the weight of her

at a loss.

someone as seemingly unbreakable as Elissa had been

her throat tightening with emotion.

you two stay

to be angry–after all, who wouldn’t feel betrayed after such a

if he had truly been unable to forgive, shouldn’t he have

voice. “Because… At first, Robin said he didn’t care.

me would hurt

cracked, and she stopped, unable to go on.

didn’t need her to finish.

even meant it at the start. But in

stain he believed

pain into cruelty, lashing

with trembling hands, her sobs quiet but

hate it. I hate it so

She

say.

she knew the answer. The man who had taken everything from her. The man who had destroyed her life before it

a word, Hadley reached for a tissue and gently wiped Elissa’s tear–streaked face. “Elissa, have you ever thought about getting a divorce?”

red–rimmed eyes snapped up, her expression one

never once crossed

her tone firm but kind. “Yes. You’re just hurting each other by staying in this marriage. If you’re not happy, why

her head, staring down at her lap. “I… I don’t know. I’ve never thought about it.”

still so young, Elissa. Don’t let yourself rot in a relationship that’s already

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with a hint of approval. “You can transition to oral medication now,” the doctor announced, shutting off the IV with practiced ease.

immediately straightened. “So,

I’d advise staying a few more days

hand. “Another day

scoffed, rolling her

he think she hadn’t

an IV, Eric had been running his business as if the hospital was just another office. Phillips had

sighed in resignation, “Alright, Mr. Flynn, but take your medication on time, avoid anything strenuous, and–most

already tell he had no intention of following that last

part.

to sort out the

Flynn Mansion, where a team of staff, a private

prepared Hadley for

hall–a three–year–old child with big, round eyes. She blinked. A child?

at Eric in surprise, and he simply squeezed her hand, a wry smile playing on

Ernest and Linda have

mouth–then shut it

relentless in her complaints–insisting that Ernest had cheated on her. And now,

was out. The child was already three years old–this wasn’t some fleeting mistake

had happened years ago.

the ever–composed, refined man. So even he

something like this?

course, she kept her thoughts to

her business, and she had no right to

unexpected thought crossed