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.

his lips. He hadn’t quite had his fill of Hadley

only to blink in surprise when

a warm smile. “Elissa, why don’t you take a seat

surprise as she settled down, clinging lightly to Hadley’s arm. “Good morning,

deal,” Eric began, his tone purposeful. “Your eyes—treatment’s still on

froze, her response sluggish. “I suppose

gⲁ𝗅𝓝𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗺. 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒

escaped her captor and hadn’t had

doctor in mind?” With the Flynn family’s web of connections, she could bet her bottom dollar they knew someone who could

Eric said with a playful wink. “If Elissa is

bit her lip. “Won’t that

“You’re Hadley’s friend, and you’ve looked after her

she pieced together that Eric’s kindness

did a little dance—touched, tangled, and

him—gnawed at her,