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. “Sorry I worried

as relief flooded her expression. “Get back in that bed this instant! You

said, tapping his chest with a cheeky grin. “Good

down!” Nyla barked, and then turned toward the hallway. “Someone get

Flynn!” a nurse replied from

and moments later, the doctor

of stories:

he’s still weak and recovering. Since the injury involved head trauma, I

need to,” Nyla said

“Understood.”

hadn’t said a word, hadn’t moved. But when she heard the doctor’s assessment,

was okay. And for

“It looks like everything’s under control now… so I think it’s

“Hadley…”

want her to leave—not when Eric was clinging