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.

gazes locked, and Hadley paused, caught off

in thirty minutes. Fate seemed to

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

of her eye, she sensed Eric lingering, his

Hadley feigned indifference.

“Hadley.”

stepped

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

Someone new?

paused, but then grasped

jumped to conclusions, assuming any man near

yourself—we’re done. If I chose to start anew the very next day,

past him, she made for the

voice trailed after her, low and

tight. “It stings at first, but time heals all wounds. I’ve

glance, she

it?” Eric murmured, his eyes burning as he watched Hadley