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

Chapter 713:

Something was off. Without a word, he picked up the spoon and took a bite. And then he knew.

His brows furrowed, and he slowly turned his gaze to Hadley.

“You didn’t make this, did you?”

“What’s wrong?” Hadley asked, noticing his change in demeanor.

She glanced at the bowl and sniffed it, and then immediately understood the problem.

The ingredients weren’t exactly the same as what she once used—the housekeeper had put honey in it. The taste would be close, but not quite what Eric remembered.

“I see. The base recipe and method are the same. Just a slight variation.”

The same? Eric scoffed internally, a heaviness settling in his chest.

put into the dish? No! What

wanted the warmth of knowing she had made it

With a quiet clink, he dropped it into

expect me to

Eric’s frustration surged, his voice shaking with hurt. “If you don’t like looking after

he gestured toward the door. “Leave now if you want!”

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now, when the slightest conflict could cause things between them

immediately, attempting to pull away from her

angry,” she whispered, clasping his hand more

my part. Honestly, I was afraid you’d wake up alone if I stepped out too long, so I called the housekeeper on my way back and had her prepare it. But if it truly matters to you, I’ll personally cook for you

Was she genuinely serious?

Eric eyed her skeptically.

making an effort to soothe him, a lingering sense of detachment still emanated from

couldn’t be faked—actions always spoke louder

leave was something Eric couldn’t