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?”

her lap. She averted her gaze, her voice barely above

Eric snapped. “What kind of

inside Eric snapped. His fingers instinctively tightened around her shoulders, not in

His voice was rough, unsteady—a storm barely contained. “You disappear on me, ignore me all night—and I don’t even deserve a real answer?

he had spent the last agonizing

gut-wrenching fear that something had happened to her and the fury that she had completely

she was refusing to even tell him

to you?” His voice dropped, raw with disappointment. “Do

in barely more than a whisper, she murmured, “I’m sorry. It was

it? That was

chuckle—a hollow sound that carried no amusement, only resignation. His expression shifted, his gaze hardening as if something inside

his

voice finally broke the heavy silence. “Are you coming

momentarily caught off guard, blinked before

uneasy feeling curling in her chest. His tone was detached.