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

Chapter 1245:

“There’s no need for all that.” Hadley cut him off, her voice soft but sharp, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “There’s a simpler way. Cut her off, and I’ll trust you.”

Eric froze, caught off guard.

“You can’t do it, can you?” she said, already knowing the answer.

She tilted her head toward the door. “Then leave. Don’t waste my time.”

“Hadley!” he protested, refusing to budge. His brow furrowed deeply. “You know I owe her my life. I’m just taking care of her…”

“I’m not stopping you,” Hadley said, suppressing another wave of coughing. When she caught her breath, she continued in a low, strained voice, “But if you want my heart, you need to stop messing around with other women.”

Each word seemed to burn her throat as she forced them out. “Be good to me and me alone. Only look at me. Only listen to me. If you can’t do that… then leave.” She said it because she already knew—he couldn’t. He would never leave Linda alone.

Her coughing resumed, sharp and relentless.

medicine bottle, and twisted

she’s still in your

She’d been crystal clear—there

devotion had cooled slowly…

was likely permanent. She’d probably spend the rest of her life in a

life where Hadley remained just out of reach.

things off with Denver. This was his window—maybe his last. She was incredible, and it was only a matter of time before someone else saw that.

to the Scott Group, his phone

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busy? What time will you

Hadley’s words. Linda had told her they

replied, “I’m not coming back.

“I know you’re busy, but

“I will.”