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

Chapter 865:

Soon, he had crammed the entire pack between his cheeks!

Eric’s face puffed out, his eyes prickling with unshed tears.

Even with all that sweetness, why did bitterness still coat his tongue? “Hadley, I’m sorry… Joy, I’m sorry…” Eric murmured.

The clock struck late into the night.

Fresh from the shower at Silver Villas, Eric emerged, his hair still dripping, and flicked on the television. He scrolled through channels until he landed on a program and pressed play.

“From the moment conception begins, a woman’s body embarks on a remarkable transformation…”

A documentary about pregnancy and childbirth filled the screen. The room lay cloaked in darkness, the TV’s faint glow casting fleeting light across Eric’s face.

Eric stared, transfixed, whispering to himself, “So, bringing life into this world is this harrowing.”

doting families by their sides, the women on screen teetered on the razor’s

about Hadley in

hand to cover

then, Hadley was merely

And then, how had she shouldered the burden of raising

so young when she was forced to face

a tender young woman tending to a frail,

wasn’t the stretch of four long years that snuffed out Hadley’s love—no, it was Eric’s own ruthless,

seized the glass from the table, and hurled it

scattered like broken

eyes shut, agony washing over

Meanwhile, across town at Hadley’s apartment, Joy slumbered peacefully, but Hadley lay restless,

tightly against

events with a silver lining, she realized she no longer had

wouldn’t stand idly by when it came