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

Chapter 387:

Hadley was struck silent, caught between disbelief and hesitation.

“What are you waiting for? Get in the car!”

Eric studied her expression, smugly convinced that he was, without a doubt, the most exceptional ex-husband in existence.

“Where are we going?”

“To see Denver, of course!” Eric let out an exasperated sigh. “Must I spell it out? Right now, you should be at his side, ensuring he can’t get you out of his head!”

Men understood their own kind better than women ever could. “A man never forgets the woman who stood by him when the world turned against him. Mark my words! Now get in!”

This part of Srixby wasn’t exactly run-down, but it was a far cry from the kind of luxury Denver was used to.

Eric eased the car to a stop, his gaze flicking to Hadley in the rearview mirror. His tone was flat. “He’s inside. Go on.” He had no intention of following.

you decide to stay, just send me a message

saw each other and couldn’t bring themselves to say goodbye? It wouldn’t

his jaw, barely stopping himself from snapping. His patience was

you waiting for? Hurry

longer, he might just

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“Oh… fine.”

again—it was exhausting. Without another word, she pushed open the door and

Eric had given her, she made her way to Denver. The studio apartment barely fit a bed and a makeshift kitchen. It wasn’t his—it belonged to a friend of his, a last resort after his

breath before knocking. The door swung

Denver blinked, surprise flickering into something

you

just offered a

“Can I come in?”

course!” He stepped