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

Chapter 798:

“No hurry,” Eric said, voice calm as he carried her downstairs. “I’ll drop you at the hospital first. Hang tight—I’ll grab the car.”

He turned to the housekeeper. “Fetch Miss Pearson’s coat!”

“Right away, Mr. Flynn!”

The moment Eric loosened his grip, Hadley darted upstairs like a deer.

“Hold it right there!” Eric dashed after her, confusion sharpening his voice. “Why are you running?”

Caught off guard, Hadley’s foot twisted beneath her. As she teetered on the edge of a fall, Eric lunged forward and scooped her into his arms.

“Watch yourself!”

hammering, thoughts scattering like leaves in the wind.

Eric cried, arms snapping shut around her to break her fall. “Get to the

“Yes, Mr. Flynn!”

hospital. Eric rushed beside her

with my wife? She passed out—is it the pain? Did

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dead, his voice trembling. “Are you absolutely certain? There’s no chance of a mix-up?” After all, he and Hadley had always been meticulous with their precautions, and they’d

She’s in the earliest stages, not yet a fortnight along. In six to eight weeks,

Eric’s face, looking for a hint of his reaction. Eric’s

the truth: no method of protection was ever completely foolproof. Hadley’s recent dizzy spells, her sudden lack of appetite, and the constant weariness that clung to her now made

be the one to carry this little life. As for him, he was content either way. The Flynn family line was already secure in Ernest and young Locke, yet if fate chose to