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

Chapter 873:

With no chance to set her down, Hadley sat by the bed, cradling Joy through the night’s waning hours.

Near morning, she brushed Joy’s forehead—cool at last, her breathing deep and even.

Hadley eased Joy onto the mattress, and this time, Joy stayed peaceful.

Exhaling in relief, Hadley stole a moment to rest.

Her eyes had barely shut when her phone buzzed again.

Another text from Eric. “Just spoke to Dr. Nixon. Bring Joy in today—tell him about last night and get her checked for reassurance.”

Hadley typed back instantly, “Okay.”

No sooner had she sent it than Eric pinged again. “You okay? Did you sleep at all?”

Hadley’s gaze wavered. She hesitated for a breath, then set the phone down, leaving it unanswered.

hand, staring at the silent screen. His throat tightened. She didn’t even

like the day before, Hadley brought Joy back to the

Joy outside to play

Joy out of sight, Eric finally

discomfort early on with new meds is standard. It’s

touch. “What do we do? Does

Thurston said, shaking his head. “If it spikes unusually high—or a low

𝓞𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓲𝓷 𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮 → 𝓰ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝓬𝓸𝓶

still etching her face. “Thanks, Dr.

“You’re welcome.”

the office, Hadley glanced at Eric. “I’ll

the shadows beneath hers—proof of a

hard. “Hadley, you are having a

too much. Caring for my own child—it’s

smile. “Joy’s waiting. I’ll

gaze growing heavy. “Caring for your own child is

enough. But as Joy’s father, he hadn’t shouldered a