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

Chapter 1503:

Elissa hesitated, struggling to find the right words. “I honestly don’t know.”

“You don’t know?” he repeated, his jaw tightening. His gaze hardened, suspicion flickering in his eyes. “Elissa, what did you just promise me? And now you’re lying to protect him again?”

“No! I’m not!” she cried, panic creeping into her voice. “That day… I was just asleep in my bed. When I woke up, this scrape was just there—I didn’t even notice it until later. I swear, I don’t know how it happened…” Her voice faded into a whisper.

She cast him a nervous glance, afraid he’d see her story as nothing more than an excuse.

“I know it sounds ridiculous,” she added, “but it’s the truth.”

Ernest studied her for a long moment—quiet, unreadable. Then his expression softened. He gave a small nod. “I understand,” he said gently. “And I believe you.”

her so readily. Ernest hesitated, a flicker of tension passing through his eyes. “You

with confusion. “I figured as much.” His tone carried no surprise—only calm affirmation.

her a moment, letting the truth settle like dust in the still air. “I think it’s connected to Locke… and the

voice swallowed by the shock. She

you’ve endured… therapy is no longer optional. It’s necessary. Before, I held off. Your eyes were still recovering, and I didn’t want to add another burden. I thought—maybe it could wait.

out from behind her hair. “This time, it was a minor injury. Next time? You could fall. Hit your head. Walk into traffic.”

her lips into a thin line, her

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his voice threading through the quiet like a promise. “A doctor I trust. I’ll make the arrangements and go with

closer to