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

Chapter 957:

“Eric!” Linda suddenly grabbed his hand and cried, “It hurts so bad. You have no idea how painful this is…”

Tears brimmed in Linda’s eyes, clouding her sight.

“How can a person’s heart shift so fast?” she whispered.

“Linda…” Eric studied her, his brow creasing with unease. “Look, before your trip to Storia, there had been nothing going on between Ernest and Elissa.”

In Eric’s view, Ernest approached relationships with cool-headed logic, guided by a strict personal code rather than sentiment.

He went on, “Even now, I’d say what Ernest feels for Elissa comes from duty and a sense of remorse. To him, looking after her is an obligation.”

Linda let out a faint, wry laugh. She stood frozen for a moment, dazed. “He told me the same thing. So, it was on me. I let him go…”

Agony flashed across her face as she squeezed her eyes shut, tears spilling free.

Bowing her head, she pressed her forehead to Eric’s shoulder.

at a loss for how to ease her pain. The sound of footsteps broke his focus, and he

“Hadley…”

could say more, his

he said, seizing the call as a chance to pull

a swipe. “Hey,

voice crackled through, insistent. “What’s going on with you lot? Your brother’s not back, and

on our way

he saw Hadley

With that,

away, Eric jogged to catch up. “Heading home? Let

figured she was returning

shaking her head with a polite refusal. Her expression remained steady, devoid of any irritation.

his business

exasperated. “Aren’t you coming by to see Joy first thing tomorrow? I’ll have breakfast ready. I’ll see you

Still, he pressed, “I’ll get someone to take you home.

far from town, and cabs were