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 off

long as she’s still in your life,

mind. She’d been crystal clear—there would be no compromise. He knew Linda was

painful was the realization that Hadley’s once-fiery devotion had cooled

spend

life where Hadley remained just out of reach. So

of time before someone else saw that. And if that happened… Eric would have to

Group, his phone buzzed.

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busy? What time will you be

remembering Hadley’s words. Linda had told her they

through him as he replied, “I’m not coming back. Might be gone for a few days—too

quickly. “I know you’re busy, but please remember to take care of

“I will.”