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

Chapter 532:

Eric froze, mind blank for a moment. What did the doctor mean? Was it… what he thought it was?

The doctor’s next words confirmed exactly what Eric feared.

“Also, Mr. Flynn, for now, please try to avoid any… intimacy.”

Eric’s expression darkened. “Got it.” His voice came out gruff, clipped. “I’ll take my leave, then.”

Once the doctor was gone, Eric turned back to the bedroom. Without a word, he walked into the bathroom, ran a warm bath, and then returned to the bed. Leaning down, he slipped an arm beneath Hadley. The moment her body lifted slightly off the mattress, her eyes snapped open.

“What are you doing now?” she demanded. “You find me like this and you still can’t help but take advantage of me?”

Her breath hitched, but she didn’t hold back. “Go find someone else. I don’t want to see your face right now!”

slow, heavy feeling curled in Eric’s chest. Was she trying to get under his skin? What

piercing and unreadable. “But you’re mine, just like I’m yours. I’m not the kind of man who strays—who looks

tense expression,

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provoke him—to push him just far enough to

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arms around his neck. Her fingers traced absent patterns along his collar, her

slightly. “We’re together, sure, but you don’t

words left her mouth, Eric felt a sharp, unseen force strike through his chest. She

have their own thing, no expectations, no restrictions. Why should we be any different? Don’t take this so seriously. Mr. Flynn… don’t tell me you’ve actually been faithful to Linda all

her fingers trailing lightly down his chest. “You might not have a real girlfriend—but you’ve always had someone,

a whip. The teasing died on her lips as his heated, frustrated stare bore into