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

Chapter 1239:

Denver, caught off guard, hesitated briefly. “Why would you think that?”

“Humph!” With a sharp exhale, Eric’s frustration boiled over. “Really? You’re her boyfriend, yet you’ve ignored her all day. She’s seriously ill, fainted from a raging fever. You weren’t aware? What sort of partner does that make you?”

Hadley was ill?

A shadow passed over Denver’s face as he felt a pang of sorrow.

However, he maintained his composure, offering a slight smile. “Really? I wasn’t aware.”

“You!” Eric’s gaze hardened, his voice cold. “What are you even saying? You’re her boyfriend—”

“No,” Denver said evenly, cutting him off. “I am not her boyfriend. That’s not true.”

What? What had Denver just revealed?

“Are you out of your mind? Could I have

his gaze firmly, his voice calm. “Hadley and I are not

“Bullshit!”

by the collar, his eyes piercing. Tension pulsed at

you

no longer have feelings for Hadley,” Denver replied, his voice

storm on the horizon. “What in blazes did you just say?” he barked, his voice sharp with disbelief. Shock had loosened his tongue, and

as he seized Denver by the collar, his other hand balled into a fist, poised to

eyes drifting shut as if welcoming fate’s verdict. “Go on; hit me. I deserve

drained of color, his jaw locked tight, his trembling fist betraying the storm raging within. Yet, his poised fist hovered in the air, never

ν? ℓs․com,

was the man Hadley cared for—Denver. Striking him

thin line

Denver’s eyes fluttered open, a wry smile twisting his lips like a bittersweet