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

Chapter 852:

Ernest blinked, thrown off. “Why would you think that?”

“It must be true!” Locke sniffled, tears threatening to spill again. “Mommy never comes to see me!”

He turned over, his back now facing Ernest. He was pouting, clearly hurt.

Ernest opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.

How could he make his son understand without breaking his heart?

Did Elissa love Locke? Ernest honestly didn’t know.

People always said a mother’s love was instinctive. But what Elissa had with Locke… was different. She hadn’t chosen to have him. And after he was born, she left him behind. Maybe, just maybe, she didn’t love him.

And that, Ernest thought bitterly, was on him.

He was Locke’s father as well as the root of Elissa’s worst nightmare.

had pouted himself to

temples, then leaned down

Locke mumbled in his sleep, his voice

He heard it clearly. Locke definitely missed

the sanatorium, Hadley came by to

and remarked, “It’s nice here. Peaceful, convenient… and

All thanks to

began peeling a tangerine. The soft

𝖈𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙𝗘𝗗

“Hadley.”

“Yeah?”

Eric contacted

half of the tangerine to

sighed to herself. She couldn’t tell if Eric’s silence was a blessing or

from Laventown by now,

Maybe.” Hadley simply

stepped off the plane, sneezing into his hand and wiping his

Phillips said promptly, offering a coat. “Don’t let a cold