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

the question lingered—how would he

on the edge of the bed, hesitating

“Hadley…”

from him, her

with the call? Can we go back to sleep now? Turn off

??? ????

his voice

step out

snapped open, and she rolled over to

“At this hour?”

hand gently, his tone soft as a

in a bit of a

Hadley

“Is he unwell?”

not that.” Noticing the concern etched on her face, Eric hurriedly shook his head, offering both comfort

steady, no need to

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