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

Chapter 1188:

The bodyguards looked at each other, and then moved without a word. They lifted her to her feet and guided her toward the room.

“Go on in.”

“Hadley…” Eric’s voice cracked as he lay flat on the bed, eyes filling the moment she appeared.

His gaze snapped to the bodyguards, sharp and angry. “Release her!”

“Mr. Scott,” one of them began, uncertain, “your father gave strict orders. We just—”

“Do I need to say it again? Let her go!” Eric’s voice was raw, his body trembling under the weight of his own anger. The effort left him breathless, his chest rising and falling in uneven bursts as sweat clung to his skin.

“Sir! Please—try to stay calm! We’ll untie her right now!”

The guards exchanged a glance, and then moved fast. One of them slipped a knife from his belt and sliced through the ropes binding Hadley’s wrists.

drew a full breath. She lifted her aching arms, rubbing

Eric rasped, his voice barely there as he tried to push himself

still lingered—a slow burn in his veins.

hurried over, catching his shoulder to steady him. “You need to

go! I can handle

“But…”

you need to listen to the

of nowhere,

loud, but it made him stop struggling, his breath evening out. She kept massaging her sore arms as she took a few slow steps closer, her eyes locked on him.

finds a

said, staring at her intently. He nodded slowly, his voice quieter

in his eyes, as if waiting for some

eyes lingered on the marks along her arms. “Did they

Hadley replied, offering a gentle smile as she shook her head. “Just cut my blood circulation and my arms went