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.

situation, and then gave a tired nod. “Okay. I get it. I’ll get ready and head to the company as

“Understood, Mr. Flynn.”

clothes—none

his sleeves,

“You’re heading to

“No need.”

s . com

arm firmly. “If you were resting at home, I wouldn’t push, but you’re going to work—running

“Linda, please.”

can I eat when I

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

Eric’s restraint snapped.

called out, his brows furrowing.

“What did I take

know about that

unforgiving. “You knew it was meant for Hadley, yet you still took