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 wind. Her knees buckled, and she

around her to break her fall. “Get to the

“Yes, Mr. Flynn!”

Eric rushed beside her as they entered the emergency

my wife? She passed out—is it the pain? Did she go into

wife’s fainting has nothing to do with her arm. She collapsed because she is

hub for

you absolutely certain? There’s no chance of a mix-up?” After all, he and Hadley had always been meticulous with their

urine and blood tests confirm it—no error. She’s in the earliest stages, not yet a fortnight along. In six to eight weeks, an ultrasound will reveal the first tender signs of

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

method of protection was ever completely foolproof. Hadley’s recent

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