Chapter 693:

He cast a quick glance at Hadley beside him.

Hadley, ever the light sleeper, was already stirring, though her eyes remained closed.

“Answer it outside,” she mumbled.

“Alright,” Eric whispered, slipping out of the room with the phone pressed to his ear.

“Quentin, what’s the matter?”

“Mr. Flynn,” Quentin began, his tone apologetic as he relayed the night’s events.

“Your brother is running on fumes, and Mrs. Flynn insisted I call you. I’m sorry to disturb your rest.”

After hearing the tale, Eric rubbed his temples, a weary sigh escaping him.

“I understand. It’s no trouble. I’ll head over right away.”

obliged, Mr. Flynn,”

let out a long, burdened breath. For his

the question lingered—how would he explain

open and perched on the edge of the bed, hesitating

“Hadley…”

from him, her eyes shut, murmured

go back to sleep now? Turn off

???? ???

pressed, his voice tinged

need to step

and she rolled over to face Eric, concern

“At this hour?”

Eric admitted, taking her hand gently, his tone

in a bit

Hadley

“Is he unwell?”

concern etched on her face,

health is holding steady,

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