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

Chapter 727:

Oh? Really? Hadley smirked but said nothing.

“Come on.” Eric huffed, taking her hand and leading her upstairs—straight into his bedroom.

Once inside, he turned to her with a smirk. “Hadley, help me change.”

She shot him a dry look. “The doctor said your wound has healed.”

“He said it’s closed up—not that it’s fully healed,” Eric corrected smoothly, wrapping an arm around her waist. “I’m still fragile. I shouldn’t move too much.” His grip tightened slightly, his voice dipping into something unmistakably playful. “I need you to take care of me.”

Hadley exhaled, unimpressed. “Stop clinging to me,” she muttered, trying to push him away. “Either stand properly or change yourself.”

“What’s the matter?” Eric wasn’t about to let her off the hook so easily. “Are you blushing?”

into a teasing lilt. “Wait… don’t tell me you’re embarrassed because of

and sheer mortification. “Can you stop

am I messing around?” he replied smoothly. “I’m just being an

pressed it against his waist. “See? You’re

jerked her hand away.

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until you answer. Yes

please. You’ve been lying in a hospital bed for

slightly, the confidence cracking. “No way.” In full-blown panic, he poked at his abs, as if

moment. “Change your own clothes! I’m out of

Eric lunged, but she

practically flew down the stairs, still grinning—until voices from the living

you some snacks.

to!

spoke with the sharpness of a child