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

Chapter 1369:

A heavy hush filled the space.

Though Addy’s condition had stabilized, the stroke had left him dulled and unresponsive—only half-conscious, his awareness drifting in and out.

He lay motionless beneath thin hospital sheets, an oxygen mask fixed over his face, his complexion waxy and worn.

Elissa pulled a chair close to the bed and sat down slowly. Addy’s mouth hung slightly open in sleep, his chest rising and falling in fragile rhythm.

“Grandpa…” The word caught in her throat, thick with emotion.

Ernest, standing quietly beside her, offered her a tissue without a word.

“Thank you.” She took it and clutched it in her hand, eyes never leaving Addy’s face. “He’s aged so much…” she whispered.

brow lifting

parents were always working—too busy to be

understand it, their marriage had fractured. But Elissa never felt the absence too deeply—not with Addy by her side. Then came the years abroad with

lived together until her marriage. But after the scandal, after her fall from grace, she’d severed

her. “I don’t even know if he still wants to

Ernest’s voice was firm,

glanced up at him, brows knit in

whisper. “Your grandfather raised you himself. You weren’t just his granddaughter—you were his

eyes searching, uncertain. “You really

hesitation. But before he could offer more reassurance, a quiet, ragged breath cut through the

bolted upright, pulse

old man shifted beneath the sheets, eyelids fluttering as he fought to open them. His voice, when it came,

closer, her voice trembling. “It’s me,

across his tongue