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

Chapter 1506:

“The matter warrants no attention…” Elissa shifted uncomfortably, the intensity of his solicitude unfamiliar to their relationship.

“No?” Ernest’s voice hardened with skepticism. “Without physical evidence, how could you possibly determine nocturnal activity occurred? Reveal the location of your injury, or shall I conduct my own investigation?”

Beneath his cultivated exterior of refinement lurked a formidable perceptiveness and commanding presence. Confronted with this aspect of his character, Elissa recognized the futility of continued resistance.

“Alright! The injuries are here.”

Anticipating his persistence, Elissa grudgingly raised the hem of her nightgown, exposing the damaged flesh of her knees to his scrutiny.

The sight of the mottled discoloration transformed Ernest’s expression into a mask of heightened concern, his lips pressing into a thin, disapproving line. “You…” The single word carried volumes of unspoken consternation.

an authoritative motion. “Dress yourself appropriately. Medical attention is

The refusal burst forth

contracted brow. “These are merely superficial contusions. The severity is minimal. Medical facilities are wholly unnecessary for

approaches before conceding temporarily. “Very well. Do you have any cream or

with emphasis. “Such remedies serve no essential purpose. The injuries are inconsequential—natural healing will

his composure, Ernest took a deep

characteristic forethought—a package from the beloved local establishment Grandma’s Kitchen accompanied him. He deposited the aromatic parcel on her table and then

agreement hung

his directive with a brief inclination of her head

the table and lowered himself onto it, simultaneously extracting his phone to dispatch instructions to

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