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

Chapter 1218:

Observing Hadley, Eric wondered how she could possibly sleep in such an awkward position.

Her ability to do so stemmed from years of dance practice. That had granted her exceptional flexibility. Most people would find such a position uncomfortable for sleeping.

Eric tiptoed across the room. His movements barely made a sound. He reached her side and carefully lifted her, adjusting her position to lie flat for more comfort.

He then grabbed a blanket from the couch across and draped it over her.

Despite the room’s advanced fresh air system and controlled temperature, Eric covered her to prevent any chance of catching a chill during her sleep.

Even after he had arranged everything, Hadley continued to sleep peacefully.

Eric crouched in front of the sofa, observing her with keen attention.

She was sleeping so soundly.

It had to be because of Joy. Now that the little girl was on the mend, Hadley could finally let herself breathe.

also

Marshall that Denver’s parents had withdrawn their objections to his relationship

truly loved must have brought her a kind of

pierced Eric’s heart. He straightened instinctively, moving forward and kneeling

then bowed his head, softly

wildly, as though it might

were clammy with anxiety, and he refrained from deepening the kiss, fearful of waking

kiss lasted only a second. Just

and turned away. He knew that if he lingered for even a moment longer, the

tales you love are

door shut quietly

the sofa, Hadley’s

brushing the spot where the heat

buzzed in

present, Hadley grabbed her phone

changer. Her body stiffened, and the composure faded from her face. She scowled.