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

Chapter 523:

Eric didn’t return to his own room. Instead, his feet carried him toward Hadley’s. He walked in, barely registering his movements, and collapsed onto her bed fully clothed, his body heavy with exhaustion. Burying his face into her pillow, he inhaled deeply—clinging to the faint traces of her scent. “Where are you, Hadley?”

He hadn’t slept all night. But even here, lying in the warmth of her space, rest wouldn’t come. Closing his eyes only made the unease worse.

Time blurred. At some point, a knock sounded at the door.

Phillips.

“Mr. Flynn?”

Eric forced himself up, dragging his exhausted body to the door. His bloodshot eyes locked onto Phillips. “What is it?”

“It’s…”

Phillips hesitated. He could tell Eric was in no mood for conversation, but the company matters couldn’t wait.

I get it. I’ll get ready and head

“Understood, Mr. Flynn.”

cold shower, a quick shave, fresh clothes—none of

as he was straightening his sleeves,

under them. “You’re heading to the company, aren’t you?”

“No need.”

no ve l s .

firmly. “If you were resting at home, I wouldn’t push, but

“Linda, please.”

his patience already wearing thin. “How can I eat when I don’t even know if Hadley is out

“And that’s my fault?” she scoffed, eyes flashing. “Why are you taking

Eric’s restraint snapped.

his brows furrowing. “From now on—stay away from Hadley’s

“What did I take

know about

voice was sharp, unforgiving. “You knew it was meant