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

Chapter 728:

Then, just like that, he stood up, ready to leave—ready to run.

Before he could take a step, Linda’s fingers clamped around his tiny arm. Not rough, but firm.

Her voice dipped, low and sharp, a far cry from the gentle act she’d been putting on. “Listen to me, Locke, I’m going to marry your father. That means—whether you like it or not—I will be your mother.”

“No! Let me go!” the boy cried, yanking at his arm, his small body twisting in panic.

Terror surged through him, and without thinking, he ran.

He sprinted blindly, breath coming in quick gasps—until he crashed into Nyla’s legs.

“Locke? What happened?”

his small hands clutched at Nyla—the way his body trembled against

“Locke!”

dark with frustration. Her anger flickered, replaced momentarily

turned his back to Linda. He clung

Everyone in the

voice was a

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in hardship, growing

“I’m here, Locke. There’s no reason to

“What are you trying to say? Are you implying that I hurt him,

not what I meant,” she

gaze softened as she looked down at the boy nestled against her, his small frame rigid with fear. “He’s still learning. Don’t take his words

flushed and drained from her

how much Nyla