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

Chapter 312:

“Then at least I’ll know I tried.” His gaze was unwavering, steady with conviction. “If I don’t even have the courage to fight for the girl I like, then I have no right to say I like her at all.”

Then, with a slow, knowing smirk, he raised an eyebrow. “Besides… who’s to say how this story ends?”

The next day, during her lunch break, Hadley made her way to the hospital—the same one where she’d picked up her medication before.

The doctor had been recommended by Colleen, which meant he was already somewhat familiar with her condition. He’d always been patient, understanding.

As soon as he saw her, he asked, “Are you out of medicine?”

In truth, since things had ended with Duran rather unexpectedly, she had barely touched the pills.

The doctor studied her for a moment before motioning toward the chair. “Then what brings you here today?”

the seat, her fingers curling in her lap. The thoughts that had been circling in

but I feel like my symptoms have eased. As long as I’m not faced

“Go on.”

“Alright.”

describing, it sounds like you’re making progress. Your body is learning when

“Have you considered therapy? It could

Therapy?

Psychological treatment—an expense she couldn’t even

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easy smile. “That won’t be necessary,

not pushy. “If you ever change

much, doctor.

stepped outside, the midday sun bore down on her, and she lifted a hand to shield

was, money wasn’t the only thing stopping her. Therapy meant peeling back

she refused to open. Not now.