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.

with a puzzled look, unable

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

realization dawned on Hadley. “Oh, I remember now—it’s just been ages

the

staff. And in Blathe, she’d been too strapped

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

said with

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decorations, Hadley felt a wave of nostalgia wash

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the curtain, and pressed each colorful cling onto the glass, smoothing

lovely,” she said

again, peering out. A black Bentley sat parked outside the building—too distant to

else would park a car