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

Chapter 822:

Her breath hitched, and she squirmed, flustered. “You… knock it off.”

“What’s got you so jittery?” Eric chuckled, mistaking her nerves for bashfulness. “The housekeeper is busy, and Elissa can’t see.”

“Even so, rein it in.” Hadley shot back, her frown deepening. “The doctor said we need to tread carefully these first few months.”

“Oh, right.” Realization dawned on Eric, and he dipped his head, resting a gentle hand on Hadley’s belly to whisper to their little one. “Fair enough, you’re the VIP now.”

Then he perked up. “But a kiss won’t hurt, will it? Just one more?”

“Hadley?” Elissa’s voice floated in, accompanied by the soft shuffle of footsteps as she rose.

“Elissa!” Hadley seized the chance to wriggle free from Eric’s grasp. “I’m right here—don’t wander off and take a tumble.” She turned on her heel and hurried inside the bedroom.

sighed, a wry smile tugging at his lips. He hadn’t quite had his fill

while later, Hadley reemerged, guiding Elissa with care, only to blink in surprise when she saw Eric still lounging about. Hadley asked, curiosity piqued,

flashed a warm smile. “Elissa, why don’t you take a seat too? This

down, clinging lightly to Hadley’s

purposeful. “Your eyes—treatment’s still on the table,

response sluggish. “I suppose

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the dark forever, but she had only just escaped her captor and hadn’t had a moment

the Flynn family’s web of connections, she could bet her bottom dollar they knew

bet,” Eric said with a playful wink. “If Elissa is

lip.

in the least.” Eric’s gaze softened as it landed on Hadley. “You’re Hadley’s friend,

Elissa murmured, hesitating as she pieced together that Eric’s

a little dance—touched, tangled, and torn. She hadn’t seen this coming

leaving Srixby soon—leaving him—gnawed at her, but abandoning Elissa