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,” Quentin

burdened breath. For his brother, for Linda,

question lingered—how would he

perched on the

“Hadley…”

away from him, her

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

𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲

pressed, his voice tinged

to step out for

open, and she rolled over to face Eric,

“At this hour?”

gently, his

He is caught in

him?” Hadley asked, her

“Is he unwell?”

Noticing the concern etched on her face, Eric hurriedly shook his head, offering both

steady, no need

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