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.

what was put into the dish? No! What he had wanted—what he

had wanted the

spoon slackened. With a quiet clink, he dropped it into the bowl and pushed

expect me to be happy with

like I don’t matter at all!” Eric’s frustration surged, his voice shaking with hurt. “If you don’t like looking after me so much, you’re free to go! I’d rather be alone than force you to stay

toward the door. “Leave now

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slightest conflict could cause things between them to fall apart completely. Quietly, she perched on

to pull away from her

she whispered,

this badly—it was a miscalculation on 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.

him, a lingering sense of detachment still emanated from

always spoke

telling her again to leave was something Eric couldn’t