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

Chapter 1074:

The figure shifted, raising her head, and her face lit up with relief.

“Eric, you’re awake!”

It wasn’t Hadley—it was Linda.

Eric’s hand fell back to the sheet, a quiet ache settling in his chest. Of course it wasn’t Hadley. Hadley had moved on, leaving him behind.

“You feeling okay?” Linda asked, reaching to touch his forehead.

“Much better,” Eric replied, turning his face just enough to evade Linda’s hand.

“I’m all sweaty,” he added lightly, as if to explain. “Don’t want to get you messy. I’m fine, really.”

Linda’s smile was gentle as she drew back her hand. “Good to hear.”

The caregiver stirred too, fetching a glass of water. “Mr. Flynn, would you like a drink?”

“Yeah, thanks.”

take it,” Linda said, taking the glass and

“Here, let me help.”

small shake of his head. “It’s not like I’m

tilted his head back, and savored the liquid in deep gulps before passing

would like a bath. Please prepare the

with a

his gaze to

of Linda’s phone cut through the

phone with a small

of the room in her

“Hello?”

is your fiction

soon reappeared from the bathroom. “Mr.

a slight nod and stepped into the

the soothing embrace of the water, Eric let his eyelids flutter shut. Visions of Hadley danced in his

slow, steady breath and, in

It would be alright.

its quiet magic, and he