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

Chapter 1071:

Even when the fever dipped, it never fell below 101°F.

He was mostly delirious, rarely aware of his surroundings.

Linda, stationed by his bedside in her wheelchair, maintained a constant vigil.

Eric’s face was burning with fever, his lips cracked and dry. Sweat rolled down his temples, dampening his hair and soaking into the pillow.

Linda wiped the sweat from his face with a towel, quietly swapping out the ice pack from his forehead. She leaned close, her voice soft but steady. “Eric, please get better soon.”

That morning, Hadley had no shooting schedule.

She and Brady had planned a visit to the hospital.

Upon their arrival, Josue conducted several tests on Brady.

“The results show no major concerns.” Josue reviewed the report and spoke in a calm, measured tone. “Mr. Jenkins, you underwent surgery three months ago?”

nodding. “I was injured in a car accident. My

and the surgery left no

recovery seems to

need to wait another three months.

wait?” Brady frowned. “Can’t we speed this up somehow?

doesn’t equate to being ready.

heal. Rushing into another procedure could jeopardize your recovery. Additionally, you should adopt a high-protein diet, engage in regular

the pace was

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three-month delay was already a significant reduction

Brady’s health for any reason was not an option for

will

take daily, and I’m also referring you to a therapist. You must attend those sessions

handed Brady a booklet. “Here’s a guidebook for exercises tailored to such conditions. Please follow