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

Chapter 637:

“Seriously?” Eric’s disbelief turned colder, sharper. “That’s it?”

A sharp scoff escaped Eric, his disbelief turning into something colder, sharper. “I waited for you all night, Hadley,” he said, his voice edged with restrained anger. “And you ditched me—for a housemate?”

“Yes,” Hadley lowered her gaze, her fingers curling slightly in her lap. She knew she had let him down. She had broken their plans, and he had every right to be upset.

And yet—she couldn’t risk pushing him too far right now.

So instead, she softened her voice, reaching for whatever fragile truce she could manage. Hadley inhaled deeply, steadying herself before meeting Eric’s gaze.

Her voice was quiet but sincere. “I’m sorry for not showing up. It was my fault… I—”

“Save it,” Eric’s voice sliced through her apology, sharp with frustration.

“Just tell me the truth, Hadley,” he pressed, his eyes fixed on her, unrelenting. “What was so important that you blew me off? That you couldn’t even pick up the damn phone?”

in her lap. She averted her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper.

Eric snapped. “What kind of

Eric snapped. His fingers instinctively tightened around her

on me, ignore me all night—and I don’t even deserve

spent the

something had happened to her and the fury that she had completely disregarded their plans. Torn between worrying about her safety and resenting

that, she was refusing to even

you?” His voice dropped, raw with disappointment. “Do my feelings not matter to you at

said nothing. Then, in barely more than a whisper, she murmured, “I’m sorry. It

it? That

resignation. His expression shifted, his gaze hardening as

whatever you want.” Eric released his grip on Hadley, his hands shifting to the steering

vehicle rolled forward, his voice finally broke

blinked before

uneasy feeling curling in her chest. His tone was detached. His expression—cold, unreadable. He was