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

Chapter 1008:

Once Laney exited, a quiet settled over the room.

Elissa raised a hand in his direction. “Please, have a seat.”

“Alright.” Ernest sat down beside her.

Elissa frowned slightly.

Was it her imagination, or had his voice really sounded oddly familiar for that split second?

“What are you thinking?” Ernest asked, his gaze lingering. In just a few days, she seemed thinner. “You haven’t been eating well, have you?”

Elissa blinked. “You can tell?”

“Your chin’s more defined.” He studied her carefully. “Are you watching your diet? Trying to slim down?”

“No, not really,” she said, smiling faintly. “I simply haven’t had much of an appetite lately.”

understood—it was because of her postponed eye surgery. Ernest wasn’t the type to speak much, and comforting others wasn’t

birthday. Try to enjoy it, even

of someone she didn’t know that well, Elissa nodded and

short while later, Laney returned, accompanied

see, she could sense the sudden influx of people. She turned toward Ernest’s direction,

to worry about,” he said with a small smile. “They’re

Laney order all this? It

ℓ ησ ν?

Ernest explained. “The sanatorium offers a

a high-end facility,

without hesitation. “Yes. They even include

amazing!” Her voice brightened. “So, I’ll

don’t

had already set the table. “Miss Holland, Mr. Gilbert,

“Alright.”

then hesitated. After a moment, he gently took Elissa’s

tensed for