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?”

“Wait… don’t tell me you’re

between frustration and sheer mortification. “Can you stop messing around

messing around?” he replied smoothly. “I’m

and pressed it against his waist. “See? You’re blushing even more. Just

jerked her hand

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grinned. “Not until you answer. Yes

in a hospital bed for days. Your muscles have probably turned to pudding. What’s there

His voice pitched slightly, the confidence cracking. “No way.” In full-blown panic, he poked at his abs, as if testing whether they had, in fact, turned to mush.

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

lunged, but she was

grinning—until voices from the living room made her

Mommy made you some snacks. Come

don’t want to! You’re not my

the sharpness of a child who understood more than most gave