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

Chapter 558:

Without waiting for a response, he turned on his heel and strode toward the stairs.

Linda froze. Was he… mad at her? Or was he just eager to go back upstairs? To Hadley?

Linda’s grip tightened around the fabric in her hands, knuckles turning white as her gaze followed Eric’s retreating figure.

“Hadley, this is all your fault!” she murmured.

Hadley never imagined Eric would return—let alone so soon.

He didn’t bother switching on the light. Instead, he slipped into bed beside her in the darkness, his long arms curling protectively around her. She drew in a deep breath and closed her eyes, catching a faint blend of perfume and disinfectant on him.

At last, she spoke. “Could you sleep in the other room tonight?”

Rather than letting go, he just tightened his hold. “This is my bed. I belong here.”

Hadley abruptly sat up. “Please, just for tonight. Just one night… I’m asking you.”

lamp, shadows dancing across his face. “It’s late. How long are we

another calming breath. “But there’s a smell on you—it’s bothering me. I

tugging at his pajama collar and inhaling deeply.

he wouldn’t—why would Linda’s perfume smell off to him? Hadley regarded

as though she were starting a

a pause, he controlled his irritation and relented. “Fine. I’ll

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headed for the bathroom, Hadley seized her

dashed out of

wouldn’t leave, then

share a bed with

“Hadley!”

just a second too late to stop her from slipping into

“Hadley!”

her and twisted the knob, but she’d already

“What’s going on?”

of the stairs, concern