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

Chapter 1393:

The timeline crystallized in Linda’s mind, shocking her. “That early?” she whispered, disbelief coloring her words.

“Yes.” Ernest’s solemn nod confirmed the unsettling truth—he had carried this knowledge for some time.

“So you really knew all along…” Linda murmured, her voice hollow as though her very essence had drained away.

Comprehension struck her like lightning, her eyes flooding with crimson heat. “You knew all this time, and that explains everything… that’s why you never truly wanted me back then?”

“No.” Ernest’s head moved in firm denial, his gaze unwavering. “I never harbored such thoughts. You’ve forgotten—we still planned our wedding after that incident.”

His words knocked the breath from her lungs. Yes, that undeniable fact remained.

deepened the lines on her face. “Why would you proceed with our marriage when you clearly knew about…

unflinching honesty. “Because I pledged to care for you throughout your life. If something lies within your desires and within my power to provide, I will not withhold it.

expanded with stunned incredulity, her voice barely audible. “Just

Ernest inclined his head with grave certainty, not a

gazes locked in wordless communication, the silence between them growing heavier with each

around them, time itself seeming to halt its relentless

as she looked at him. “Regarding that situation,

in a slight negative

backward, a crushing tide

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him with an unflinching stare, each word deliberately formed and precisely delivered. “Your rationality is terrifying—clinically perfect! You promised care, and care you provided—nothing more, nothing

into her lungs, her gaze piercing his, laden with a grief