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

Chapter 1107:

“No need,” Eric said, shaking his head. “Thank my brother instead.” Then he turned to Hadley. “Everything’s done. Laney and the nurses will take it from here. Let me drive you back.”

Sensing she might hesitate, he quickly added, “There’s something I want to talk to you about. Just a few minutes.”

Hadley frowned faintly but gave a small nod. “Alright.”

She pushed herself to her feet and fell into step behind Eric, trailing him as they left the hospital room.

“It’s almost lunchtime,” Eric said, glancing at his watch. “Perfect timing. Let’s have lunch together. How about Winterley Restaurant?”

Hadley tilted her head to look at him. “Sure.”

When they arrived at Winterley Restaurant, the staff ushered them into a private room.

Eric slid the menu toward her. “What do you feel like eating?”

“Anything is fine.” Hadley took a sip of her water and waved a hand dismissively.

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for the waiter and began listing dishes with practiced ease. “We will start with these. And make sure

Mr. Flynn,” the

furrowed her brows slightly. Every dish happened to be one

glass and lifted her eyes to meet his.

curved faintly. “Let’s

his word, they focused on

to her, carefully placing food on her plate. “Try the

eyeing the plate now stacked like a miniature hill. She lowered her head and began eating slowly. Eric watched her, his voice barely above a murmur. “Good that you enjoy

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done, he ladled some soup into her bowl. “It’s

and sipped

“Hadley…”

up and waited for him to

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