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

Chapter 867:

“What’s this?” Hadley asked, brow furrowing.

“My additional card.”

Was he giving her money?

Hadley shook her head instinctively. “No, I don’t need it. You’ve already given me plenty.”

But Eric clarified, “That was for you. This is for Joy.” He tapped the card. “I’m her father—it’s my duty to provide for her.”

Hadley’s lips parted, a rebuttal dying on her tongue.

Eric pressed on, “Take it. There’s no limit on this card.”

“Fine.” After a brief pause, Hadley reached for it.

Once they’d settled matters, Eric drove her back to her apartment.

her seatbelt

Eric’s voice stopped her

She turned to

knitting as he struggled

blurted, “Do you hate

blinked, thrown by

him for a beat and then countered,

answer—just a flicker of dry

swallow audible.

use of hashing out resentment?” Hadley eyed his drained expression and let out a

best

meant their paths would cross again, no avoiding it. For their daughter’s sake,

gave a quick wave, stepped out, and hurried into

lingered in the car, murmuring under his breath, “For Joy… But what about

the knot

the doctor. Here’s the address and contact information. Bring Joy

reading it,