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.

smile tugging at his lips. He hadn’t quite

only to blink in surprise when she saw Eric still lounging about.

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

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

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

froze, her response sluggish.

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no desire to stay in the dark forever, but she had only just escaped her captor and hadn’t had a moment to mull over where to turn, who might help, or if a cure was even in

drift of Eric’s plan. “Do you have a doctor in mind?” With the Flynn family’s web of connections, she could bet her bottom dollar they

playful wink. “If Elissa is open

her lip. “Won’t that

on Hadley. “You’re Hadley’s friend, and you’ve looked after her plenty. Hooking you up

as she pieced together that Eric’s kindness stemmed

little dance—touched, tangled, and torn.

thought of leaving Srixby soon—leaving him—gnawed at her,