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

Chapter 1288:

The moment felt distant, like a dream with no clear beginning or end.

Hadley was the first to wake.

Her body ached, heavy and worn down. A fog hung in her mind, dull and slow.

Eric’s arm was still draped over her waist, his breathing steady.

Not wanting to disturb him, she gently moved his arm aside and slid out from under the blanket. She gathered her clothes from the floor and got dressed in silence.

She looked over at the man still sound asleep—somehow, without even noticing when, this had really happened between them!

He already refused to let her go, and now, things were even messier. Hadley furrowed her brow, wrapped a shawl around her shoulders, and quietly left the room, heading back to her own.

It was five in the morning.

From the shadows near the hallway corner, Ayla stepped forward.

all night,

figure with burning resentment. Then she turned back, pulling a master

Inside, she stepped carefully.

jacket lay on the floor,

held her breath. She was here

had planned to handle it

have to sneak in and clean it

locating the remains of the candles, Ayla slipped into the bathroom. She dumped them into the toilet and hit the

let out a slow breath and

“Hadley.”

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stepped out, a pair of arms wrapped around

Eric was

her close, he

murmured an apology, his voice low and rough. “I overdid it

steered the person in his arms toward the bathroom, his