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.

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chillingly calm, his gaze piercing as he stared at her intently. “Tell me, whose

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she stooped to retrieve the

rose further.

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raising her voice. “Sorry! We didn’t mean to