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

Chapter 1575:

A dry smile touched her lips. “Blathe’s not like Srixby,” she said lightly. “Doctors there are… more cautious. About prescribing things.”

It was a half-truth, the kind people tell when the full one is too sharp to share.

But Eric saw right through it. And it tore at him. Still, he said nothing. His silence weighed heavier than words.

He didn’t hand her the medicine. “Just rest for now,” he said quietly. “Wait for the food.”

Then, he turned and walked out of the room.

Hadley blinked after him, puzzled by the sudden shift. But her head felt too heavy, her body too sluggish to chase the thought. She rolled over, pulling the blanket close, and drifted back to sleep.

In the haze between dreaming and waking, she heard the door creak open again. Eric was back.

eyes squeezed shut, unwilling to

shift in the mattress signaled that Eric had joined

his hand coming to rest gently on her

She stayed perfectly still, refusing to

gentle as he urged her. “Come on, just eat a little. After that, you

away, her words sharper this time. “I

He reached over to help her up. “Do you feel weak? Do you want me to

eyes flew open in irritation as she brushed his hand off. “I don’t want food. I don’t want medicine. I just want to sleep. Why can’t you just leave

rolled away, pulling the blanket over her

content at

on his face.

time he had actually

But the argument had left her wide awake, any drowsiness now gone for good. Now, she