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!”

thoughts scattering like leaves in the

shut around her to break

“Yes, Mr. Flynn!”

they reached the hospital. Eric rushed beside

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

“your wife’s fainting has nothing to do with her arm. She collapsed

for fresh

After all, he and Hadley had always been meticulous with their precautions, and they’d weathered

error. She’s in the earliest stages, not

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

churned behind Eric’s furrowed brow. Yet he quickly accepted 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 perfect sense. The

on the brink of uncertainty. When it came to children, he believed the decision was entirely Hadley’s—she would 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 bless them with another child, Eric would embrace