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

Chapter 1069:

Inside the hospital room, Eric unleashed his fury, shattering and overturning everything in his path.

“Argh!” Abruptly, he clutched his head, a searing pain lancing through his skull. What was this?

He struck his head with his fist, but the agony persisted. Stumbling, he lurched toward the bathroom.

Ernest’s phone buzzed with urgent news from the hospital—that Eric had nearly torn the ward apart. He raced over without delay.

Upon arriving, he found the nurses still sifting through the wreckage. Though they had made some headway, the room remained a scene of devastation. Eric had destroyed nearly everything, sparing only the ceiling.

“Where is Eric?” Ernest asked, scanning the room.

“In the bathroom,” one of the nurses answered. “He’s been in there a while. We’ve knocked several times, but there’s been no reply.”

“Understood.” Ernest nodded and approached the bathroom door, rapping lightly.

“Eric, it’s Ernest… Can you hear me? May I come in?”

the shower, icy

senses, slowly easing the throbbing in his

I’m coming inside.” The prolonged silence heightened Ernest’s anxiety, compelling him

he could move, the bathroom door flew open, revealing Eric with his torso soaked, droplets of water falling from

was more

was ghostly pale, and his actions were disjointed, as though he

could have caused

the details, but a nurse had mentioned

was involved

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of Eric in such a state prompted questions. Had there been

escaped Ernest’s lips as he

comfort, yet he found himself at a loss for

weak, bitter

eyes filled with concern. “You’re drenched. Go change; remember, you have a