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

Chapter 877:

The doctor had already examined her—her blood pressure was dangerously low.

“What happened?” Ernest asked, his voice sharp and full of concern. He couldn’t understand how the staff had failed to take care of a single person.

She was blind, not critically ill. How had things escalated to this?

The caregiver stepped forward. “Mr. Flynn, I’m not entirely certain, but it appears Miss Holland may have a sleepwalking condition.”

“Sleepwalking?” Ernest’s eyes narrowed. He turned to Quentin. “Check the surveillance footage.”

“Right away, sir.”

Night-vision cameras in the facility had captured everything. Upon watching the footage, Ernest’s expression darkened. Elissa had indeed been sleepwalking.

But what unsettled him most was what she did during it—cradling a cushion like a child, gently patting it.

“Mr. Flynn.” The doctor approached. “We administered an injection and provided oxygen support. Her condition has stabilized.”

murmured, heading to her

bed, staring at her pale

she found out she

married to Robin back then. Why had Robin allowed her to carry the pregnancy to term? And after that—why had she abandoned the

her decision. She could’ve

clinging to the cushion like a child, Ernest

Perhaps she’d regretted leaving Locke. Maybe that regret had triggered the sleepwalking. This—this was

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in her sleep, she tried

out and caught her

gently patted her shoulder,

breathing slowed, her

smile and kept holding

he left the

instead of returning to Flynn Mansion, he visited

can often be managed through diet

hesitated. “I’m not sure. I just found