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

Chapter 899:

So, he chose patience.

He’d wait for the moment when Joy was fully healthy and thriving. Until that time came, he refused to burden Hadley with any expectations.

His choice to wait was his own, separate from her obligations. Maybe, once Joy was well, Hadley and Eric wouldn’t reconcile after all. That could be his opening.

But even if fate swung the other way, and Hadley chose Eric, Denver wouldn’t harbor regrets. At least he had tried and done his best.

Smiling faintly, he reached…

He reached up to catch a drifting snowflake in his palm. “I’ll hold onto this hope for myself, whatever comes.” After all, hope still lingered in the air.

When Hadley stepped back into the apartment, Joy was already tucked into bed, freshly bathed and fast asleep.

Melba bustled about, and Hadley’s eyes landed on the dining table, cluttered with ingredients, treats, and some curious objects.

asked, lifting one with a puzzled look, unable

Melba chuckled. “You don’t recognize them? Haven’t

dawned on Hadley. “Oh, I remember now—it’s

child, she had eagerly decorated the Christmas tree each year alongside her

Blathe, she’d been too strapped for cash while raising Joy

small smile. “They look nice. We should get a Christmas tree

Melba said

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wave of nostalgia wash over her. “Christmas is almost here. Time slips by

get, the faster time seems to go,” Melba agreed. “You can start with those window clings and leave the rest for

curtain, and pressed

lovely,” she said

pulled it back again, peering out. A black Bentley sat

a car like