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

Chapter 549:

“Calm down, Linda!”

The momentum sent Linda stumbling backward. The cup of steaming milk in her hand slipped, tilting violently.

“Linda!” Ernest’s breath caught. He had only meant to stop her—he hadn’t meant for this.

Panic shot through him as he wheeled forward, reaching out toward her. “Are you alright? Let me see—did your arm get burned?”

Linda sat there on the floor, her gaze unfocused, staring blankly at the spilled milk.

Then, a hollow laugh escaped her lips—soft, bitter, devoid of warmth.

“Ernest…” Her voice cracked. “How could you do this to me?”

She scrambled to her feet, clutching her burned arm. Without sparing him another glance, she turned and bolted out of the room.

“Linda!”

his wheelchair forward, trying to go after her—but

at him. With a sharp breath, he snatched

“Quentin, it’s me.”

coated in a thin veil of sleet, the air damp

Heavy with gloom.

Hadley had any intention of stepping outside again. They had settled into

minutes passed, restlessness stirred within Eric. He shifted closer, pressing warm, lingering kisses from the

on g?l nov

murmured against her skin, his voice low

tonight?

could even react, the doorbell

smile. “Guess that’s

“That’s definitely for you. Go see who it

from her

be at this hour? And

he strode toward the door and swung it

“Linda? What—”

say another word, Linda rushed inside. Her eyes were red and swollen, her face pale from