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.

one with a puzzled look,

Melba chuckled. “You don’t recognize

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

the Christmas tree

in Blathe,

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

said with a

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decorations, Hadley felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her.

Melba agreed. “You can start with those window clings and leave the

crossed to the window, parted the curtain, and pressed each colorful cling

lovely,” she

the curtain fall, something caught her eye. She pulled it back again, peering out. A black Bentley sat parked outside the building—too distant to

a car