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

Chapter 1083:

“Ought we to rein him in?”

“How do you even do that?”

“Fair point. A broken heart’s not our territory—that is for Cupid to mend.”

All they could do was stand by their friend.

When the night wound down, Marshall took on the task of getting Eric back to Silver Villas.

To his surprise, the living room glowed with light. Marshall assumed it was the housekeeper.

He pressed the doorbell and half-carried Eric through the foyer as he grumbled, “You’re no featherweight, buddy.”

“Back at last?” Linda’s voice called as she glided over in her wheelchair to meet them.

The moment Linda moved closer, the sharp stench of alcohol overwhelmed her senses.

“How much

a sheepish laugh.

a brief nod. “I came in just as

lay Eric on the

paused, unsure. “Should I carry him upstairs to

gestured to her injured legs, then glanced at Eric. “He’s completely out of it. He’ll probably need someone around tonight. My legs are not in

take care of him?” Marshall asked,

he throws up or needs water, I need to

was spacious enough to make it

appreciate you

updates

“Of course.”

unease. Was it really alright to leave the two of them

Linda was nursing her injured legs. Could

to drape it over Eric