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

Chapter 1130:

Could Hadley make it through that?

Could Joy?

Even if she got out on bail, a legal battle was still coming.

Outside the station, Eric couldn’t shake the weight in his chest. Thoughts of Hadley and Joy crowded his mind. He drove back to Millland Road but stayed in the car, not going upstairs to Hadley’s apartment.

The window was cracked open. A cigarette burned between his fingers, one after another. His thoughts spun endlessly. Sometime past midnight, his phone buzzed. It was Cristian.

“Eric,” his voice was urgent. “Hadley’s been rushed to the hospital.”

Eric jolted upright, rage flashing across his face as veins rose in his forehead. “Got it. I’ll meet you there.”

He tossed the phone aside and sped toward the hospital.

Cristian had arrived first. As Hadley’s lawyer, the police had informed him immediately.

“Eric!” Cristian called when he saw Eric arrive.

over. “Where is

She’s getting

She was

kept pace beside him. “It’s a stress-induced fever. Fear,

Eric froze mid-step.

so terrified, it had made her physically ill. Because she was basically still in custody, Hadley had been placed in a private

briefly with the officers and then gestured

on the bed, eyes closed, an IV taped to her hand. Her face was flushed with fever, hair damp at the temples. Eric approached the

reached out and gently

at

a grain of sand buried in

be scared? Everything will be fine. If Cristian can’t fix this,

furrowing. Then her eyes

up straight, unsure

her hand clutched his

didn’t push her,” she whispered.

heart seized. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close,