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

Chapter 876:

Ernest asked, “You tell me—what else should I do?”

Eric had no answer. With Linda, neither of them ever had control. They just went along with whatever she wanted.

“Let her go,” Ernest said finally. “If she wants to come back, the Flynn family doors are always open.”

Late that night at the sanatorium, Elissa’s caregiver lay asleep in the room with her.

Since Elissa was blind, someone always stayed close to attend to her needs.

Suddenly, Elissa threw off her blanket and stood up.

The caregiver stirred. “Miss Holland?” she mumbled, half-awake. “Do you need something? Bathroom? Water?”

But Elissa didn’t respond. She walked straight to the door and stepped out.

caregiver jumped up and followed. “Miss Holland?” Outside, Elissa stretched her arms ahead of her, palms searching the air as if trying

caregiver frowned. “What are you

Elissa moved slowly, feeling her way forward, seemingly

chill crept up the caregiver’s spine. “Was she

sofa, picked up a cushion, and cradled it in her arms like a baby. Gently, she began to pat it, as if

gasped and covered her mouth

the caregiver said, trying to stay calm as she reached

could, Elissa clutched the cushion to her chest

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room without bumping into a thing.

rushed after her. “Miss Holland! Where are

people who were sleepwalking

her arm. “You can’t go outside! It’s

paused. Her vacant eyes turned in her direction, unfocused

caregiver whispered, relieved. She assumed

she could say more, Elissa’s body slackened. Her eyes rolled