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!”

to go after her—but how could he

at him. With a sharp breath, he snatched up his

“Quentin, it’s me.”

night, Srixby was coated in a thin veil of sleet, the air damp

Heavy with gloom.

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

within Eric. He shifted closer, pressing warm, lingering kisses from the crown of her

the rest on

against her skin, his voice low and

tonight?

even react,

smile. “Guess that’s your

definitely for you. Go see

untangled himself from

could it be at this hour? And in this

strode toward the door and swung it

“Linda? What—”

rushed inside. Her eyes