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

Chapter 283:

Without a shirt, Eric impulsively followed her out to the small balcony.

She was standing by the washing machine, tossing his shirt in and removing some previously washed laundry.

A single look was enough for Eric’s mood to darken.

“Hadley!”

“Yes?” She turned, puzzled by the urgency in his voice.

Noticing her furrowed brow, he wondered what she was thinking. Looking down, she realized—he hadn’t yet put on the shirt. Was he intending to remain shirtless?

Before she could comment, Eric snatched a piece of laundry from the line and thrust it towards her. “What on earth are these?”

Hadley’s response was slow, tinged with confusion. “Isn’t it obvious?” she replied, sounding unsure. “A pair of boxers, of course.” Eric’s chuckle lacked any real amusement.

problem. The presence of men’s

his gaze piercing as he stared at

had given him earlier and tossed it to the ground. “Are you actually trying to get me to wear another man’s

“Hey!”

as she stooped to

rose further.

with defiance.

paid for it, washed it, and kept it tidy. What’s the issue? Is it beneath you?”

delivers what you

still looked skeptical. “You’re the one

an instant. “What kind of bastard has you buying

escalated, loud enough to catch the

Cut out

trying to sleep

exhaled sharply, raising her voice. “Sorry! We