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

Chapter 639:

Eric’s brows twitched in displeasure, but he didn’t object.

Hadley exhaled sharply, and then finally spoke. “Is this it now? Just whiskey and cigarettes? Do you even care about your health?”

“Hmm?” Eric tilted his head slightly, his lips curving into a mocking smirk. “What’s this? You worried about me?”

“Yes.” She didn’t hesitate.

Eric let out a short, humorless laugh, his exhale sending a thin trail of smoke curling into the air. “Now, that’s interesting.” His smirk deepened, eyes glinting with something unreadable. “You? Worried about me? Weren’t you the one who didn’t give a damn?”

“I, uh…”

Before she could even process a response, his hands suddenly gripped her waist, yanking her onto his lap. A small gasp escaped Hadley’s lips as she found herself pressed against his chest.

“Hadley… tell me the truth.” His voice was low, rough around the edges. “Do you even like me? Yes or no?”

her ribs. What was she supposed to say? What answer

say yes. That he needed to hear

“Say something.”

circles against her waist, his touch gentle but insistent.

hollowed out, went cold. His hand stilled against

your mind wander with

there, his expression unreadable.

something far more self-deprecating. “I should’ve known better. This whole time, it was just me, wasn’t it? I was the

that—he let go. His voice was quieter

gaze lingered on Eric, trying to decipher if he was suggesting they

panic washed over

“Leave!”

of sorrow in Eric’s eyes as he dismissed her

Stunned, Hadley froze.

sharply, jolting her. Her shoulders shook as she frowned, hesitated briefly, and then turned to