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

Chapter 1557:

But Hadley barely reacted. Her body swayed, fragile and unsteady, as if the weight of everything might pull her to the ground.

“And what does that even mean?” she asked, her voice trembling. “You only love me when we’re alone. The second Linda shows up, your heart tilts—always toward her.”

“Hadley…” Eric’s voice finally broke through the tension. “I never loved her. Everything I carry inside—both sides of that scale—it’s you.”

Hadley scoffed, the sound disbelieving.

“Let’s say that’s true. Maybe you never loved her. But how you treat her? That’s not imagination. That’s real.”

Eric tried to protest, searching for the right words. “You know it’s just gratitude. She saved my life…”

“No, I don’t want that excuse again!” Hadley interjected, steel in her voice. Her eyes locked on his, unwavering. “You’re mine now. I can’t and won’t tolerate anyone else taking up space in your heart.”

her tears stopped, as if a faucet had been abruptly

said quietly. “But because of her, you turned

How am I supposed to live with this? Now

she said, “You’re the reason Linda got to watch me fall apart. You made me the

her body, she shoved him aside and bolted

balance. He staggered for a moment but quickly regained his footing

legs weren’t fast enough. By the time he reached the landing, her bedroom door was

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to see it close with finality, shutting him

he pleaded, pressing his palm flat against the door,

bring himself to

was too late in the night. Any noise

He stayed rooted to the spot, his voice low, desperate. “Hadley… can you hear me? Please. Just open the door. Just talk to