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

Chapter 1081:

No matter what choice Eric settled on, Phillips would stand by him without question. Yet, Eric appeared far from composed.

“Fetch the car,” Eric directed, dismissing Phillips with a wave. “I need a moment in the bathroom.”

“Yes, Mr. Flynn,” Phillips replied, slipping away.

Eric veered into the bathroom and stood before the sink.

Turning on the faucet, he splashed cold water over his face, pressing his palms to his forehead.

Ferris was unhinged—his words had set Eric’s nerves ablaze.

Leaning against the sink, Eric shut his eyes, drawing deep breaths to steady himself.

Gradually, he regained his calm.

As he opened his eyes and turned to leave, someone emerged from the opposite bathroom—Hadley.

Hadley paused, caught off

in thirty minutes. Fate seemed to delight in their chance

her eyes, gliding to the sink to wash her hands. She dried them with a paper towel, tossing it into the bin

eye, she sensed Eric lingering, his stare

Hadley feigned indifference.

“Hadley.”

Eric stepped

his gaze sharply, finding him towering over her, his lips twisting into a wry smile. “So eager to move on? We’ve barely

Someone new?

paused, but then grasped

always jumped to conclusions, assuming any man near her

yourself—we’re done. If I chose to start anew the

past him, she

voice trailed after her, low and raw. “It hurts…

heartbeat, her lashes fluttering as she pressed her lips tight. “It stings at first, but time heals all wounds. I’ve walked that road—no one knows it

a backward glance, she

Eric murmured, his eyes burning as he watched Hadley fade into the distance. “But you didn’t say how