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

Chapter 807:

She had blurted out that he wasn’t the father—practically handed him the golden ticket to doubt her—and he didn’t even flinch?

She had acted on impulse, seizing what felt like her only shot to break free.

But he didn’t buy it?

Even Hadley herself thought Linda’s little whispers made sense!

After his cold shoulder yesterday and not coming home all night, Hadley had figured he’d swallowed the bait.

Now it seemed he was just ticked off at her big mouth.

He didn’t so much as raise a doubt about her.

He put his faith in her, no questions asked?

from? Shouldn’t he have picked

Oh, the irony.

had had this kind of faith in her back then, they

up some milk, and was sipping it when she heard the sound of footsteps—Eric, heading downstairs. She plunked the cup down and dashed

too slow—Eric had already slipped out

voice not reached him? Or

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he planning to keep her cooped up here? What would

trudged back, finished her

night had been a sleepless disaster, her mind

Hadley flopped onto the bed, figuring she would just roll with the punches. With her mind made up, sleep soon hit her like a freight

had no clue how long she’d been out

door. “Miss Pearson, are you up? Lunch

lead. “Fiona, I’m wiped. I’ll pass on lunch.” She rolled

but then

tried calling Miss Pearson, but she’s beat