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 bother with a polite dodge anymore—his

day before, Hadley brought Joy back

took Joy outside to play as

Joy out of sight,

with new meds is standard.

a touch. “What do we

head. “If it spikes unusually high—or a low fever that lingers over a week, or she

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still etching her face. “Thanks,

“You’re welcome.”

glanced at Eric. “I’ll grab Joy. You should head

didn’t reply, his eyes catching the shadows beneath hers—proof of a

you are having a

paused, catching his drift. “It’s not too much. Caring for my own child—it’s what I’m

flashed a faint smile. “Joy’s waiting. I’ll

gaze growing heavy. “Caring for your own child is your duty,” he muttered

he hadn’t shouldered a single