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

Chapter 967:

“Not yet,” Linda said, shaking her head and folding her arms. After a beat, she admitted, “I just felt awkward around your brother, so I wandered over.”

She and Ernest had grown up together, entwined as partners for over ten years before their split. Now, they were slowly drifting apart.

Eric paused, then ventured, “You holding up alright?”

“Huh?” Linda blinked, caught off guard, but then laughed. “I’m good. Why wouldn’t I be? It’s just a breakup—half the world’s been through one. It’s not Armageddon.”

She then turned the spotlight on him. “Aren’t you in the same mess?” Her tone carried a hint of skepticism. “Hadley told me you two split, and you were the one who pulled the plug. Is that true?” Eric couldn’t dodge it.

He had ended things with Hadley over a misunderstanding, believing she’d terminated her pregnancy… It was his call, and the regret gnawed at him. “Yeah,” he admitted with a nod.

In the bathroom, Hadley stepped out of a stall and rinsed her hands at the sink. She hadn’t left the hospital—just taken a quick break to change her tampon since her period had started that day.

Hands clean, she exited and made her way back toward the exam room where Eric had been waiting. The hospital corridors were quiet at night, especially around the testing areas.

a corner, she overheard a conversation between a man and a woman, causing

clears it up…” Linda was saying, referencing the crew dinner from earlier. “She swapped WhatsApp with that driver, saying she didn’t have a

she spoke, though she kept her cool, her voice laced with a playful edge. “So, what do

thrown by

s . com is your destination

nerves crept in. Her eyes shimmered faintly. “If I had known it would end up like this, I would’ve picked you

held his gaze, summoning her resolve. “Eric, if I choose you now, is it too

eyes widening as she instinctively retreated.

wasn’t the time to barge in. Maybe she

cleaning the floor, looked up in mild surprise at Hadley’s sudden backstep. “Miss, could you please lift your foot? You’re standing

foot with a sheepish chuckle. “Oh,

worries,” the janitor

“Hadley?”

Linda’s words, caught the exchange

That was Hadley’s voice!