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?

that? Where the heck did that come from? Shouldn’t he have picked Linda over her,

Oh, the irony.

this kind of faith in her back then, they wouldn’t be in this

was sipping it when she heard the sound of footsteps—Eric,

too slow—Eric had already slipped

not reached him? Or had he caught her words

M??? ???????? ???? g????ν???.???

to keep her cooped up here? What would it take to slip away with

back, finished her milk, and climbed

sleepless disaster, her mind racing

onto the bed, figuring she would just roll

in a foggy haze, she had no clue how long she’d been out until a knock at

through the door. “Miss Pearson, are

I’ll pass on lunch.” She rolled over,

but then shuffled

“Mr. Flynn, I tried calling Miss Pearson, but