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

Chapter 1437:

Then she closed her eyes and sighed.

After a moment, she stood, walked to the closet, and pulled out clothes for a shower.

When she finished and was drying her hair, someone knocked on the door.

What could it be at this hour?

“Who is it?” she asked.

The door opened. Eric stepped inside.

He was already in his pajamas, hair damp but mostly dry—clearly freshly showered. A pillow rested under his arm.

What was he up to?

She didn’t need to ask. She already knew. “Don’t push your luck.”

Just earlier, she’d considered the idea of letting

raised his hands quickly, watching her face like a hawk. “I just can’t sleep in a

was the caregiver or the

suffered a blood clot in his brain, he

sofa.

pretty well last night. I

at

she turned

“Great.”

your update

walked over

a little short—not ideal for

settled on the sofa. How much farther could it be from

had snuck in. Tonight, she had let

her side, eyes half-open, watching Eric curled up on the

was comfortable for him to fall

Well—he insisted.