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.

grabbed the medicine bottle,

“As long as she’s

left Millland Road, Hadley’s words echoed endlessly in his mind. She’d been crystal clear—there would be no compromise. He knew Linda was the wedge between

more painful was the realization that Hadley’s once-fiery devotion had cooled slowly… and it was mostly

he felt for Linda. Her leg injury was likely permanent. She’d probably spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. Could he really abandon her? Yet, if he didn’t, did

remained just out of

a matter of time before someone else saw that. And if that happened… Eric would have to watch her fall for someone else. He couldn’t bear the

back to the Scott Group, his phone

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words. Linda had told

replied, “I’m not coming

busy, but please remember

“I will.”