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?”

fingers curling in her lap. The thoughts

of the medication lately… but I feel like my symptoms have eased. As long as I’m not faced with aggression, my reactions aren’t as severe. But sometimes… it still feels like I

“Go on.”

“Alright.”

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

added, “Have you considered therapy? It could

Therapy?

chest tightened. Psychological treatment—an expense she couldn’t even begin to

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an easy smile. “That won’t be

her gaze, unconvinced but not pushy. “If you ever change

very much, doctor. I

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

money wasn’t the only thing stopping her. Therapy meant peeling back layers of the past—digging up wounds she had

That was a door she refused to open. Not now. Not