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.”

alone. To refuse them would be to reject a gesture crafted with intention.

“Thank you, I…”

“Planning to send me another payment? Go right ahead.” His tone was lighter this time, less sharp than

her own income, had indeed sent him a transfer once before—a small act

drive you home. I know you hate feeling indebted, but you’ve injured your foot today. Don’t be so stubborn. Take it as a bit of kindness from

he turned and ascended the

the empty stairwell before drifting

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

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makes you ask that?” she

on the strain in her friend’s tone, responded gently, “It’s the way you sound, Hadley. You

“You always see

“What’s going on with you two? I thought he had been making an effort