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

Chapter 938:

But as his eyes landed on someone ahead, his steps halted.

Just beyond the steps, near the edge of the flowerbed, stood Linda. Her eyes were wide, stricken with shock and disbelief, as if the wind had been knocked out of her.

Ernest’s expression hardened. He strode down the steps without hesitation and went straight to her, gripping her wrist firmly.

“Let’s talk. Outside.”

Still dazed, Linda allowed herself to be pulled along, her mind spinning and her heart pounding. She couldn’t speak—could barely breathe.

Then, suddenly, reality hit her like a slap. “Ernest! Let go of me!” she shouted, jerking back.

He stopped and turned to face her, his voice low but steady. “Calm down. Whatever it is you want to ask—whatever answers you’re looking for—I’ll give them.”

now?” Linda scoffed, her voice trembling. Her eyes brimmed with tears, and a bitter laugh escaped her lips. “Now you’re ready to talk?” she sneered. “After all the

his

something!” Linda cried, her voice cracking. She grabbed his collar with both fists, her face contorted with rage. “Ernest—what

confused than concerned. “How did

off guard, Linda’s eyes filled with even more tears. “Is that what you’re worried about right now? Ernest, what kind

Ernest realized that his broken promise was the real issue. The details of

“I need to apologize.”

ve ls .

sorry will fix everything? I want answers, Ernest! What’s going on with you

hardened, and his tone grew grave. “You shouldn’t speak about

scoffed, her laugh bitter. “So you’re protecting her now? Claiming

Ernest and hurried toward the house. “I need to confront her myself to see if she has any

Linda.” Ernest caught her

She’s blameless. I’ve wronged her. She had Locke at such a young age. She’s suffered too. Any anger you have should

as she cried