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

Chapter 1312:

Clutching the paper bag with the ointment, Elissa made her way slowly toward the entrance.

As she approached, a new predicament arose.

Her heel was broken, and though she had managed the few steps earlier from his car to the house, hobbling to the subway in such shoes would be a trial.

As she weighed her options, Ernest reappeared, a bag in hand. Without a word, he crouched before her, his presence both commanding and gentle.

Elissa watched as he opened the bag, revealing a pair of sleek, flat sneakers.

He set them before her with deliberate care. “Put these on.”

Sensing her hesitation, he added, “They’re brand new, just delivered, and in your size. Perfectly clean.”

words carried an unspoken message—the sneakers were meant for her, and her alone. To refuse them would be to reject a gesture crafted

“Thank you, I…”

Go right ahead.” His tone was lighter this time, less sharp than before. “I can’t stop you anyway, can I? It’s not like this

him a transfer once before—a

drive you home. I know you hate feeling

reply, he turned and ascended

lingered on the empty stairwell before drifting

forward, her intuition stirring. “Enough about me. Hadley, something is up with you, isn’t it? You don’t sound

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you ask

her friend’s tone, responded gently, “It’s the way you sound,

“You always see right through

piqued. “What’s going on