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

Chapter 945:

“Nyla—” Linda stepped in quickly, taking hold of Nyla’s arm in an attempt to calm her. “Please, try to stay calm. Eric… he went to find Hadley.”

“Find Hadley?” Nyla echoed, confused and annoyed. “Didn’t she promise me she’d look after him? He wakes up and she leaves? Couldn’t she have humored him for a little longer?”

Just then, a voice called from the hallway. “They’re back! Mr. Flynn and Miss Pearson just arrived!”

“Eric!” Nyla’s anger evaporated in an instant as she looked toward the door.

And there he was—Eric, holding Hadley’s hand, grinning like he’d just won the lottery.

Hadley, on the other hand, kept her head down, her eyes avoiding everyone in the room.

Seeing the contrast between them, Nyla felt a quiet ache in her chest. Her grandson’s eyes were full of light—completely taken with Hadley. But Hadley? She might not feel the same.

said, beaming.

at him even as relief flooded her expression. “Get back in

really,” Eric said, tapping his chest with

barked, and then turned

a nurse replied

into bed, and moments later, the doctor arrived.

of stories:

weak and recovering. Since the injury involved head trauma, I recommend we do another CT and MRI, just to

what you need to,”

“Understood.”

said a word, hadn’t

was okay. And for now…

then turned to face Nyla, choosing her words with care. “It looks like everything’s under

“Hadley…”

her to leave—not when Eric was clinging to her like a lifeline. His attachment was