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

Chapter 991:

“Hands off!” A dark cloud settled over Eric’s striking features as he brushed Denver aside, seizing Hadley’s hand with sudden urgency. “Hadley, what’s the matter?” he asked. Why was she shutting him out?

Hadley’s body went rigid at Eric’s touch, a ripple of distress coursing through her as she squirmed, her agitation plain. The monitor screeched in protest as her blood oxygen levels nosedived, its frantic beeping shattering the room’s tense quiet.

“Hadley!” Denver’s voice cracked with fear, his face draining of color. “What’s happening?”

He lunged for the emergency button beside the bed, jabbing it with desperation. “VIP Room 9! Please come quickly!” he barked into the intercom, his tone sharp with panic.

“On our way!” came the swift reply.

Denver wheeled on Eric, his glare blazing with fury. “Let go of her—now! Do you get it yet? Hadley doesn’t want you here!”

The alarm’s shrill wail quickened, slicing through the air like a knife.

rushed in like a wave of white coats. The doctor swiftly adjusted the oxygen levels, increasing the pressure to

doctor snapped without

out of the room, the door shutting firmly behind them. Now separated by the sterile hospital corridor, they stood guard at opposite ends—each weighed down by helplessness. From inside, the rapid beep, beep, beep of the heart monitor

while cold dread seeped through his bones, freezing

once, voices overlapping. “How is she?” “She’s stable now,” the doctor replied, his expression professional but firm. “Her emotional swing earlier put too much strain on her body. She’s far too

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you,” Eric said

appreciated,” Denver also

exchanged a glance—neither expression gave

He looked at the screen, exhaled through

cold sound. “Is your mother looking

was calm, but laced with warning. “As long as you’re here, I’m staying. I won’t let you anywhere near Hadley if there’s even a

on staying. He would probably try something else, and Denver simply wouldn’t allow