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

Chapter 944:

“Alright,” he said quietly, his lips curving ever so slightly. “I’ll listen to you.”

She looked up at him, noticing how exhaustion clung to his frame, and her frustration melted into something heavier—worry, helplessness. “If you keep throwing yourself into danger like your life means nothing, I won’t rely on you again. I’ll just take Joy and go back to Blathe.”

“I won’t dare pull a stunt like that again,” Eric said, his grip tightening around her hand. His eyes, though tired, were clear—like a sky that had just weathered a violent storm. “For Joy’s sake… I’ll take care of myself. I swear it.”

A small, reluctant chuckle escaped her lips. “Really?” she asked, a skeptical tilt to her tone. “Somehow, I still feel like, if Linda were in trouble, you’d throw yourself headfirst into it all over again.”

Eric blinked, caught off guard. So, that was what she thought—that he’d been injured because of Linda. No wonder she was so furious.

Then, unexpectedly, he let out a breathy laugh.

Hadley narrowed her eyes. “What’s so funny?”

tugging at the corners of his lips, barely able

him, completely taken aback. How did he

you didn’t come see me for three whole days… right?” His voice softened at the end, a subtle trace of grievance seeping

a tight line as he added, “You misunderstood. I didn’t get injured because of her. Actually, she got dragged into it because of me.” Then, with the faintest smile, he added, “But if that misunderstanding made you jealous… I can live with that. Worth it,

him? That part still didn’t make sense. But the way he said it—half sincere, half teasing—made her want

glint. “Eric… your brain must really be damaged. You need immediate treatment.” Hallucinations now?

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Do I look like I have time for that kind

do,” Eric replied without missing a beat,

her hand and leaned in. His voice dropped, husky and deliberate. “Don’t say anything. Call it a side effect of the head injury if you want. Actually—” He took her hand and gently placed it against his chest. His heart thudded beneath her palm—fast,

caught completely off

his eyes never leaving hers. Her breath caught