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

Chapter 844:

Before she could form a single word, his hands were on her shoulders—firm, almost trembling with restraint.

“Look at me! Tell me the truth. I want to hear it from you!”

“The truth?” Hadley’s voice trembled, her composure crumbling under the pressure.

“You already know, don’t you?” she said, eyes welling with tears. “What more do you want me to say?”

It hit him like a punch to the chest.

Eric froze—utterly still—as if her words had knocked the air out of him. She didn’t deny it. She was really going to leave him.

Suddenly, the memories of her recent tenderness, her quiet obedience, her gentle smiles—they all came rushing back.

out a hollow, bitter laugh. It echoed through the sterile hospital room like a crack splitting

was, huh? These past few days… the tenderness, the smiles—you were acting? Just trying to lull me into

eyes meeting his with unwavering strength. “I never intended to stay with

breath caught in his throat, and for a second, he stood frozen. “Very well,

then his gaze dropped toward her stomach. “What about

“Yes.”

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hesitation. No apology. Hadley spoke the word like a

if the

on her arms loosened, and he released

fight for her. To beg if he had to. To do anything

this— She had ended the

expression hardening. His voice was cold now, hollow with finality. “Alright. You win. We’re

last nail in, not with anger, but with a deep, aching wound in his voice. “Since you got rid of our